Darkness Speaks

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this morning

the sunrise warm’d my skin

my feet and hands puddl’d along the shore
o’er the last breath of each wave

my fingers tast’d of salt

the fragrance of the sea and barbecues

the melodia of seagulls and swimmers

such was Today’s shape of my perpetual night
that only a Blind Woman like myself
can digest

and be uplift’d
to a smile

2 thoughts on “Darkness Speaks”

  1. wholelottarosie's avatarwholelottarosie

    Water is a little piece of happiness. Especially in times like these, which are increasingly characterized by fear of the future, stress and the loss of privacy, a relaxed summer’s day by the sea is something wonderful. Thank you for your wonderful poem!
    Greetigs from the beatiful Rhine-Highlands / Germany….
    Rosie 🌷🌷

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