Morning Magic

sun comes up

the waves roll in like eons of time before

always the same

still so fresh!

 

morning has broken on this beach

as i walk along

barefoot in the warm sand

 

pelicans on their wing

gracefully

fishing for breakfast

 

flocks of little birds speeding back and forth

in artistic formation

following mysterious leads

 

flamingos

 

sun on the waves

stillness

happiness

the pale moon, still full

 

did she just wink???

;  )

 

oh man in the cities

so busy running to & fro

 

all the noise and steel

the concrete

the rush

 

Is this really what you want?

Is this how we should live?

 

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