In My Own Back Yard

magnitude
is measured by the sea,
rock-nooked flowers
bear witness to resistance,

still the wind
within the shell and listen
 smile soaked tears
 taste of a tender touch

how mountainous
the shore from here
to there, each pebble
shines its testament

each tiny sparrow
rills the rainfreshed air,
a butterfly
is caught up in the song       

 

                   

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