The Seal By Ros Woodburn, September 2024
Silky glide
Through dark depths
So foreign to my earthly ground
Playfully rising
Folding back
The sun sparkled, glass-like liquid
Not quite leaping
Yet gracefully arching
Oh. To be able to dance in this watery realm
I can only dream
The Seal By Ros Woodburn, September 2024
Silky glide
Through dark depths
So foreign to my earthly ground
Playfully rising
Folding back
The sun sparkled, glass-like liquid
Not quite leaping
Yet gracefully arching
Oh. To be able to dance in this watery realm
I can only dream
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