By The Sea's Soft Iron

I let my feet get caressed by the sea's soft iron, beyond my future's murky shadows, and the sweet song of this moment. The sea remembers her deep, salt tears in these waves, in the lonely halls of its hidden heart, and silently sucked upwards towards the face of the sun. It is captivating to turn into the unbridled power of the wind as it dances with the foam — in this place where jewels of beauty are revealed with every footstep. Each little stone here has its own perfection; rattling along the shore to find its place.
Kategori: Poetry Taggar: Ingela Axkrants, poem, poetry, poetry about the sea, sea, seashore;
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