This is sun rise
there are still stars in the sky
but it’s been
day light for a while
and the breeze is softer
than you breathing
and the cold is not bitter
but refreshing
I open my eyes
and ears to the swish of sea grass
and the decrescendo
of the crickets chirping
barely awake but I am happy
barely alive but I am well
not in love
but searching
high water or
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