Sea's Stories

As soft breezes stir the sedge,

I hear gentle sounds

of wind whispers

telling tales of long ago

beside this sea.

The clamor of waves

colliding together

against massive monoliths

rising from the nether depths -

I wonder

what stories would I hear

if sand and shells could speak.

Each grain of sand

before it came to land here

lay in some distant place.

Where was that? What have they seen?

Never mind. I can conjure

up my own imaginings,

bold yarns of derring-do

told over mugs of rum,

each more incredible than the last.

Sagas of old salts

who remember little else than

life before the mast.

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