Disheveled Contemplations
Friday, August 8, 2014
the calm before the storm (2)
The water looked beaten and tired,
Abused by the trash of humankind.
The waves moved back and forth
Disturbed by a soothing wind.
But it found a slow rhythm
To which it can move.
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