Submerged rocks stare back
through the glistening water.
I empty my mind.

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Standing still I watch.
The sea rubs frothy fingers
on the beach’s back.

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The dark stream slides by.
I look at the hills and lo!
they move like water.

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Fernfronds carved in sand
by the water's streaming pulse.
Where has the beach gone?

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