Whispers at Sea
Colors plainly rippled,
Rolled and swayed,
Over the horizon.
I thought I heard a whisper there,
That thumbed the waves at sea.
Feeding a wish;
Fathering a dream not yet answered,
As it steadies the storms and circles the breeze.
As weeks leap to years,
Some colorful melodies,
Are carried away from me.
But I listen to the quiet roar,
Of these waters.
Sometimes I catch a whisper,
If I listen closely to the sea.
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