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Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Perspective

We walk the path, we followed the light
Toes painting patterns in the dew
We did not listen, we did not heed
We played as children our life unseen

Then nature turned, overwhelmed by seaweed
Oh Gaia, help us! won't you?
Come to us this darkened night

Foaming, frothing, frantic and green,
Contrasting to the cool ocean blue What a vivid, haunting site!
Impossible to conceive

The world has returned to right
No longer a fantastic scene
Our perspective returns anew