Sounds



I hear nothing only
ocean’s whispers and music of water drops
maybe I am inside of the seashell
with thick walls
It is so smooth here  
as gliding on ice 
but I am not cold
I get used to it
and I keep picking
like a curious creature
fascinated with ships in the clouds
and sapphire bow
that links the ocean and the sky
the one that brings closer
but doesn’t mix
never ending individualities

author: greenlifenow 
photo: greenlifenow 

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