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connection, fearless, grace, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, spirit, truth, wonder

quietly on silver shells
before the morning after sun
pleads the shore to leave
before daylight –
echoes of a promise
crawl into a coral cone
and wait the heart
with love enough to hear
I heard that today. I too wrote of a shell…the muses must be muttering loudly today. ~D
…indeed they must………. (and what lovely company) Thank you, Dan. ~ B
Really pretty Bobbie, and with your title reminds me of an old transistor radio playing messages and dedications from the past. Love it.
Yes, which is what I was thinking about when struggling for a title…….. connections across time and space. Thank you. Love you, Me