A False Peace


Drifting farther from the shore
lulled by the gentle rippling
I let it carry me away.
Hypnotized by the rise and fall of the waves;
they disappear, (where do they go?)
then crest once more,
this time spewing foam as they start their graceful bow.
A fragile state
A false peace

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