Sunday morning storm has passed
rain has ended moving fast
up the valley from the coast -
emerging from the mist, ships ghost

down the inlet to the sea
gliding by quite silently
I'm watching the world slipping by,
I'm watching ocean and the sky -

there's someone left still watching me
watch the watchers by the sea
one becoming so much more
by becoming less before -

Sunday morning beams of light
from our star, they're such a sight
bouncing off the ocean blue
shimmer, sparkle seeming new -

atoms spinning, molecules
ghosts becoming lovers, fools
watching watchers by the sea
watching thoughts and feelings we

emerge, we manifest
for a flash we're at our best
changing alway becoming more
than who we thought we were before -
Written by bcpoet (Lawrence)
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