Mother Ocean, into you I have sung all my devotions, dreams and sacred rememberings.
Prayers offered at first light that they may blossom with the rising sun.
Now I sit high in the hills above a desert dry.
Your reflection I feel in the sky above me and the multitude of colours all around.
August 20, 2022
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