
Silence
By Dave Neita
sitting by the seaside, my eyes open wide
i see a pelican soar, then dive, emerging with lunch
looking further out, a boat dances to the tune of the moon
every shade of blue dapples from near to the horizon
not to mention the myriad blues high in the sky
coming towards me, the waves refresh my senses
every movement making me quietly reverent



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