Longing
To be in
The embrace
Of a sunbeam
On waves
In a hidden place.
To sway
Move with the rolling
Back and forth
A sweet peace
Salt on my lips
I lick it away
The taste of
The drops
Still remain
A memory
Of bliss.
The world sounds
So different
Under water
Maybe recollection
Of womb state
We understand
This nature
We have come
To this place
So long ago,
The truth that connects
Us all.
Really wonderful- words and photo.
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