Tuesday, April 9, 2013
The Sea
By the shore the sea becomes hesitant,
touching sand yet receding back to its beginnings.
Afraid to pass a world not of its own kind,
yet always there to test its courage,
stepping boldly on sunlit land until fear returns
and pushes it back to its frothy home.
-eamarifosque 041013-
Labels:
beginnings,
courage,
fear,
frothy home,
NaPoWriMo,
poem,
poetry,
sand,
sunlit land,
world,
writing
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