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Sound
May 28, 2013
The rush of the waves,
The spray of the ocean
Assaulting my senses
With the taste of salty air,
With the squish of sand beneath my feet,
Bare and boldly trudging along.
A misty wall of water
Brushing past my face
Sweeping into the sleeping city,
A city that breathes, with a gentle hush,
In and out.
I inhale the seascape
And exhale the beauty
Of this foreign land,
This nighttime town
Which no one else can see
And of which I feel
The touch of the sky and the sea and the city,
And wondering, I whisper,
“This is where.”
© Harrison L., Ruston, LA
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