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Wading the Sun
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The sun is wondering

if it should dive into the sea

while two wanderers still play

on the edges of the dark

beckoning it to stay

just a little longer.


For just a short distance away

the bright gold lingers

in the shallows

where they could tiptoe

into the iridescent rippling.


The shimmering surges

on the margins

where the waves have lost their energy

and the tide is a glassy placid.


I am wondering

like the sun

if it is time to set

or if I should wade into the rippling light.


Author’s Note: Inspired by a photo on commons:

Written 5-23-22

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