nothing matters, nothing lasts…

Sun rise on ocean

Sun rise on ocean

good morning Atlantic
even if he was a stranger
in an even stranger land
the flowers, birds, moon, and sun
were for her eyes to contemplate
while caged in some concrete jungle
lost in some world he would never know
nature once her friend, long ago
sometimes that ghost would rise
take a seat just beyond dunes
as if to reconnect her to the past
reading runes that she cast
nothing matters, nothing lasts…
(Copyright 05-28-14)

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