Language of the Sea

Finally free
of the Walled City
layers shed, what’s unearthed
will not be contained
My heart full
My arms empty

Tumbled to the shore
of a year waiting to be born,
In surrender, longing
to commune
and so commun-icate
wordless but understood

language of the Sea
message of the waves.

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