all of the earth to walk
and i end up here
darkness in the center of light
leaf litter
and always the bit of white bone
to remind me
that you really must watch
where you are going
the lap, lap, lap
of tiny disturbed waves
against the black mud
and swollen rocks
thankful that the sun
still reaches this far
thankful that the ripples
are the only sound
-Peter C.
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