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I see the ocean  Ó t(4/01/00)    A.S.ZOCH   sample poem from MANACLE

 

I see the ocean

Lapping below the crests of dunes

Sparkle light prisms

Jumping  bright colours

Over vast waters held to the earth

 

I hear the silver voice of the sea

Speaking  to  the air of 

What happens in its depths

Talking of loved ones

To the moon

 

The misty  touches of the wind

Take my thoughts to be part

Of  all  waves of circles

Left on the shores

 

I taste the salt from  All beginnings 

 the funny green plants

 cling to the sands

Passing quickly over time

Where their sensations are also finite

 

I can  smell  the waters

An exotic scent carried

Around the world

The cradle of  lives

What made men move

 where spirit Is connected

Together with  elements

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