Waters and Worlds…
Night grows into revelry ; hordes of populations under the murk pass , their alcoholic laughs into the air rises and dissolves in the glazing neon light of winter.
Over the weekend I am to work. But tonight, here and now, as I drive through open streets I yearn for the sea. All her waters and the worlds they touch.
The waves of eternity sweeping the shores of another today.
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