Sitting in The Dunes

Sitting by the dunes

Day dreaming

Clouds race across the sky

Sand blows wildly across the beach

Driftwood, bones and seaweed

The tide line congregation waiting patiently on the shore

Will I ever be more content

Than this moment in my life

Maybe, discarding clothes I find myself

Heading for the icy Atlantic surf.

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