A hidden prize

under the green blue


shifting sand and shells

once mountains

reduced to dust

from waters

tossed by storms

and seabed’s stretching


water speaks with waves,

white caps and rushing



and fingertips of shorelines

spreading far

beyond the millennial’s


their presence

a statement

of belonging

long after were gone.



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