Jul 29 2008
Heard
A walk on the beach at dawn prompted this reflection.
“Heard”
Did sun below
A cloud bank at dawn
Notice him direct
On the beach alone?
Is that why it tipped
Gold-leaf light forward
To form a narrow path
On glitter-flat water,
For a dolphin pod
To approach so close
As if to hear distinct
Soft murmurings of a soul?
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