when the moon is bright
and
the ocean is calm
black
light stretches out
to
the horizon
a
mirror of your thoughts
are
within your hands
you
sift through sand
like
deja vu
looking
for that one connection
that
lets everything else
fall in place
but
of course you think it always escapes you
you
sit on that one spot in the cosmos
unique never predetermined
random
in time and place
and for that you're satisfied
that
all else is secondary
by
morning
as
tides come and go
the
ibis and sandpiper
carry
on
---
e b bortz
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Lovely
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