Memories

A free-verse poem on meditating by the sea.

Ribbons of colors wrap around or untie, feeble and faint, flying and flowing. On the waves of the sea, their reflections emerge and roll from the dark and deep water when it shares evanescent colored visions that, absorbed, I stay staring. The meantime of a fading moment, and their memory plunges and sinks in the liquid and profound blue of intermittent flashes, ephemeral like their sudden echo gasping in my head, as I press it to recall.

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