Whether I stand by the water's edge in fact or in dream I see the tide.
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Tides Of Thought - 20 Nov 21
Ebb and flow
Words intermingle
Form clumps and islands
In the tides
Of thought washed
Washed continually
By the dream of the Moon
As I watch the eternal dance
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My vantage point has no bearing on the dance.
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