I Came To
By Richard L. Provencher
Sat, 13 Jul 2019
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touch the sky
with crunching
underfoot
and grasping
a scene to share
within my soul
an electric contact
as I glow
along with the sky--
and feel Atlantic
moisture
upon my face.
Such a radiance
of sunshine
across
the distant horizon
to know my feet
are on tidal
shore with the jab
of particles
scoured by an ocean
encircled
with rocks -- seaweed
and sea shells.
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