of cloud that glistens…

Waves pooling on rocks, staying, staying like training rain – just as sea is rain is river is lake is pond is stream is brook in cloud. Today we woke with the sea’s dawn and tasted the salt on our lips, drew the scent of sea into our lungs, walked in mists as mists of water as water. But tomorrow will be something more – sleet and ice, snow and crust of snow, turning trees and land white within this season, this winter, this thrust of sky, of cloud that glistens, that moves through air like waves.

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