Last week I hiked on a whim,
choosing a trail just above the sea.
I passed gulls gossiping like old men
and jumped crags deeper than a tall me
while the wind capered across the water
and light danced about the waves with glee.
Diverted, I worried the journey would end too soon,
but on rounding the bend, I found eternity.
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March 14, 2015 at 8:57 pm
This is lovely. I particularly like the “gulls gossiping”, and the diverting nature of the word “diverted”.
March 14, 2015 at 9:39 pm
Thanks, Becca!