For the very first time, on that star-scattered night, engulfed in the summer's sleep, and bathing in the perfectly rounded moon's shine, streams of silk-like gold brushed the endless midnight sky. Its serrations faded, reappeared, and faded, fluttering in the cosmos.
Meteor Shower
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Catharsis
If not for the moon
that pulls the ocean tide up,
revealing raw sand,
then when would the sea
be able to thrash waves
when only at stillness?
And the surface water sits,
heavy on its floors
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