When the wind blows in from the sea you can hear

the crackle of palm fronds
breaking free from the heat
the hiss of sea oats
bowing defiantly inland
the whisper of sand
celebrating its lofty release from gravity
the sputter of foam
cascading skyward cut from wave caps
the chimes of delicate shells
dancing across dunes

When the wind blows in from the sea you can hear
the prayers of ancient mariners
reaching home


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