Tuesday, 6 March 2018

Where The River Meets The Sea


White crested rills
Riding the turquoise sea
Green fronds on hills
Swaying ever so gently
Pale sands shimmer
To the waves they kneel
Quick silver glimmer
The gull has found its meal
Breakers climb the sand
Wild and untamed
The tide eats up land
Rightfully reclaimed
Eddies pool and frolic,
Then dissolve playfully
Serene hides the mystic
Where the river meets the sea

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