waves lap softly
roll wild, driven
ebb and flow
to and from shore.
Monochromatic gray chameleon clouds glow
softly at dawning or gloaming
constant sky drift
water bundled in invisible nets.
Winds brush
lightly or in thundering gales
curling waves
shaping clouds
no obvious direction but
to move with the curve of the earth.
“In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach,
in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth.”
~ Rachel Carson
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