some oceans

some oceans
live to see the seagulls flock
on spaces where they left;
some oceans eventually
return, embracing
the spaces again.

i am not an ocean;
never was as grand nor as encompassing,
but i have found my feet returning to
a familiar shore over and over again,
my eyes in shrouds of mist.

— A. P.

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