The heaviest pools,
Created in midnight baths
Mixed well with mermaid tears
Washed clear,
By sunrise
Salty prisons released as prisms
Of the finest liquid glass
You never knew existed
Christened anew
Reflecting outward light inward
In all aspect,
Relaying warmth to it's depths
Before not visible
Sprung to existence, miraculously
Seen through a window
Until fully steamed
Except for a heart left in the corner
Just for you
Reminding you to love another day
The feeling sparkles like the ring on the ring finger
Comforted by subtle gestures
As the grandness of ocean beauty and simple tide pool pleasures offer calm clarity to the senses
Welcoming eyes to try to find the flaws
About the Creator
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The Conceptual Planet: Into Outer Space-Micah's Story
Days blend and continue on undisturbed for the most part. There is a lot of waiting in between workouts and eating. There is one repair we are working on. Other than the repair it's all monitoring and stand by. Monotony feels more tirtiring than his workouts and work. Days ends come around and sleep is attempted. We all are adjusting and have interacted minimally so far. We seem humbled by our surroundings and task. Sutton is the crew member easiest to be around. Today passes uneventfully. Sleep comes after counting to around 89. Probably out of boredom and a desire to stop counting.
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