At the shore

The blue tiaras

of the sea


in the morning


The sea rises

and falls

in slow breaths


strong enough

to keep

the gulls


They drift

with still wings,

as if to show

that all things

can float on air,

as if

the magic

of the sea

reduced their wings

to elegant,

superfluous things.

(c) Copyright 2000. The Christian Science Publishing Society

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