Ocean-view Dream

Pocketless, seamless
the chill of the wind–
a reminder that now
is the only moment we’re in.

One day’s warm breeze
is another’s needy, upturned face.
I’m reading life’s book slowly,
constantly loosing my place.

Still, there is exhilaration
in each sea-salt sensation.
The wind-up wind
makes the morning feel
less fragile, more real.

Growth is an overgrowth;
the newest grass grows green.
Breathless breathing
in my ocean view dream.

Β© khartless 2021, All Rights Reserved


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