Monday, March 21, 2022

60/365 - Present


My mind skips
like the sunbeams
dancing on the Bay
one minute soaring
high with the seagulls
amongst cotton candy clouds
and the next
diving
with the pelicans
a missile shot
breaking the mirrored surface
to join the fish below
as the flee
the sudden burst
a barrage of bubbles
trails behind
the ferry as it
speeds away from shore
to the city perched
on the horizon
I am everything at once
I am the entirety
of this moment



 

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