Totally Absent

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The long sunrise...  
The dawn looking for landscapes.  
Life becomes visible.  
Life is here to stay.  
It takes a few minutes for the morning to work.  
The swell casts its spell on the sea  
It is much easier to create an ocean than a beach
 
The air, the breeze, the wind...
Patches of blue sky brought by seagulls
Clouds that look like eyes... so unreal...
They appear to open up a wormhole  
A tunnel through the meter of these verses  
So visual, so vivid, so innocent, so simple
That it seems a shame that they can be written  
 
So naive, almost childish, totally absent
Peace and privacy aspiring to remain youthful
Silence floats on the waves ...
As the surf curves and winds
Like a painting titled *Still life with a beautiful, clear day*
 
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