To the pools
To the stars
and back again.
To the low ebb
and high scent
of slight sulfur -
a pinch of green
all coated in
briny finish.
Peer deeper
to the
looking glass homes
there in the
ocean's
down time...in the well spring
of hardy
LIFE.
To the rock-ribbed
scurf
but tender
in the hallo
edged burrows...
sheathed in
magnified
tiffany silk
Look down
then up
then down
and again
The Why is
there with
answers.
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