Distant falling

Clouds in ocean go

Wide ocean spreads along the vast shore
Calming the rushing sand into a smooth pitter,
Wide sky falls to its death along far horizon
Life in light ebbs from the veiny clouds bitter

With disdain for their own demise, yet void
Of energies longer to dwell among tumultuous skies.
And all circles must cease in new beginnings
For night swallows them in baking the new sunrise.

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Cosmic surfer of paradoxes.
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