sonder; a stones throw away

Seashell pressed to my ear and
Sitting in the sun
Reflecting on this principle

Listening to the waves

Watching the world go by

Rhythmically
Listening

The sounds of nature
& People, placed by some algorithm
A bygone era of

Clouds rolling in

The silent observers
Above our three-dimensional landscape

Celebrating life renewed
& the product of ritual repeating

Wearing down blades of grass
Footsteps consistent
Forward moving

A pattern
Recognition as
Ourobros

Stone-gatherer; encircling

Infinite in wisdom

Protector of healing

& Virtue of the arts

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