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Ebbing seas weave between islands in stone valleys of ancient quiet; gnarled trees reach for light, stillness spreads on the rugged shore. I sip the
September 28, 2025
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Ebbing seas weave between islands in stone valleys of ancient quiet; gnarled trees reach for light, stillness spreads on the rugged shore. I sip the
Before a wall of ancient stone, I place prayers in cracks of silence. As tears soften my calloused heart, I trace a portal, barred by
Sunlit summer morning, soft air, gentle winds, sea spread tablecloth-smooth. I breathe the air, absorb the healing light; with quiet heart given to silence, I’m
In the hours of first light, sky soft rose then sherbet orange, tide returns to the hollows; seals bark, otters quietly swim, gulls cry with