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Often I lie awake at night just listening to the sea uninterrupted in its chant and in its undying task, full of the whispers of Time swaying back and forth inexorably touching upon eternity, surging against, then subsiding rolling continuously onto the shore. Often I lie awake listening to this animal untamed roaming free, this ghost resting easy under the shade of immortality. II The sound of the sea it fills my dark, my staring room, it haunts.....it caresses..... like the phantom tides that roam through ear shaped shells onto forbidden beaches in endless dreams faraway.
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Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
The Sound of the Sea
Often I lie awake at night just listening to the sea uninterrupted in its chant and in its undying task, full of the whispers of Time swaying back and forth inexorably touching upon eternity, surging against, then subsiding rolling continuously onto the shore. Often I lie awake listening to this animal untamed roaming free, this ghost resting easy under the shade of immortality. II The sound of the sea it fills my dark, my staring room, it haunts.....it caresses..... like the phantom tides that roam through ear shaped shells onto forbidden beaches in endless dreams faraway.
A ghostly interlude. The 'ear shaped shells' would be a reference to the whelk shell, when you hold it up to your ear you can hear the sound of the sea in the caverns of the shell.
#sea#swaying#eternity#ghost#dreams
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bardo
62/M/Ireland
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 1:54 AM UTC
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