From a Great Height

 

I am a giant of colossal sadness lumbering

along the sand with my head in the clouds.

I hear a child’s laughter lost in the wind.

Sunbathers lie like scattered leaves that

I have to be careful not to step on but over.

There is no fear, no screaming or pointing.

I am invisible to them, an absence of wind.

There is nothing for me here, I wade out into

the ocean, that great and mysterious mother.

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