Silent Sea - Poem by Ariana Singfield
The crimson red sky reflects onto the golden sand.
There's a fresh smell in the salty breeze
Drifting from the hushed waves.
I feel the soft, moist grains of sand
Pass smoothly through my fingers.
Silently the blazing, searing sun
Takes a last look at the world
Before it goes to sleep.
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