Oceans

Waves rush out in front of me
sculptures of stone etch their memories
twinkling the ripples in their formations
fish dart out of the frozen constellations

Shadows of hills radiate the sand dunes
coloured sands free from the hourglass
stand silent witness to waters rushing back to sea
I am a decoration that's placed here needlessly

I am without a ripple of water
as the winds chill the winter solstice
I am of the colour of sand
but less graceful than their movements
I am the blue sky that stands guard
for the winter rains to come.

-DB



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