Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Mystical Figment

The water is crystal clear.
You can see straight to the bottom.
The waves lapping up against the jagged rocks,
Going higher and higher as the noon tide approaches.

The sun hits the high point of the day,
Making everything shine and glisten.
Like the shining diamonds in the night sky.
Up from the waters arise the most beautiful creatures,
Elegant and poised so perfectly.
The sun glistens off their skin as they go up,
And go back down to the depths of the sea,

So gracefully gliding through the waters.
They cut through the blue like a knife.
Not a mistake to be made as they roll and slide.
Higher and higher they come up out of the water,
Until they seem to be playing gracefully with the seagulls that crowd the sky,
Waiting patiently for a scrap of food.
They are a mystical creature, one of mystery.
A beauteous figment of Mother Natures imagination.

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