You Are There

Blue
Sky blue
The fluke of a blue whale

The beach is deserted, just me and the incoming tide and the setting sun nestling into the distant waves. You are there. You are everywhere. You are in the shell I pick up and in the sound of the sea inside the shell when I hold it close to my ear.

Rush
Rush of night
Rushing blood through heart and veins

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