shores of self

return to roots

and belly down in the

warm, wet sand

the rocks of old

the memories of the sea

of the shore

of where ocean expanse

meets earthen life

where sky meets sand

meets sea

where crossroads

meets choice

meets stillness

meets peace

these elements drawn

towards each other, towards themselves

each easy and steady

unique and fit to the next

they coexist as other as they are

these pieces of my soul

each beautiful and complex

totally different, yet together

an ecosystem of colliding,

knit-perfectly-together facets of being

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