Wandering Poem by soren Barrett

Wandering

Mountain torn from desert drawn to sea, dreams grew. Waves beckon, coaxed closer to shoreline. Feet walking dry now sticky, sand wet. Move upon move ever closer to edge. Pulled by undertow to where life began. A siren's call to return to the womb.

Thursday, December 11, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,sea
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