Ocean Morning
- dbb@findingmyreal.com
- May 2
- 1 min read
Beyond the form of words
Earth hums
Nature sings
And around my feet the waves dance to music
composed in some celestial realm
of far-away Time
An ocean buoy calls me
like the chant of a lone Tibetan monk
Its distant prayer drones
over the watered silk of a cold ocean morning
as a breeze blows the veil from my Soul
Original photo by Dorothy Barkley Bryson iPhone 14 Pro April 27, 2025 "Watered Silk"
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