Perhaps saying yes to what's legible in any light cloaks the worth of great white shapes that boom and shout and throw gigantic handfuls of salty froth our way at the luminous center of our shifting reflection's black bull's eye.
Maybe everything around us has a question inside, and the answer may have something exceptional to tell us about marking time – as if walking outside to watch rain falling on a driftwood fencepost were a sight to be seen only once in a lifetime.
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Perhaps we need a run at the beach with salty froth and Maybe we can get that together in the near future....
ReplyDeleteSo true...E, too bad we can't just be happy with the questions. All too ephemeral, the time marking time...with you.
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