POETRY

 

I See Beauty

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I see beauty,
I feel it charge
inside of me;
It is love.
                            
Little waves make
such tickling sounds
on my skin.
Salt to my nostrils,
soothe me.

Other busyness
is only the chatter
of seagulls: talking
and moving in rows.

Quietness, however,
whispers like a lover
in my ears. It holds
me and opens me like
the waves of the sea.