Memories
A free-verse poem on meditating by the sea.
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1 min readMay 7, 2020
Ribbons of colors wrap around
or untie, feeble and faint, flying and
flowing.
On the waves of the sea, their
reflections emerge and roll
from the dark and
deep water when it shares
evanescent colored visions
that, absorbed, I stay
staring.
The meantime of a fading moment,
and their memory plunges and
sinks
in the liquid and profound blue
of intermittent flashes…