walking along(side) mother sea

WALKING ALONG MOTHER SEA

 How often do we commune with our very own homeworld?
Precious, as a collection of diamonds in an oceanic casket, my afternoon belonged to the very shore, like a highly spiritual encounter.
I felt privileged to be at one with my northern world.

Geopoetics in motion.

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August 26, 2012 · 10:39 pm

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