Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
In the curl
Between inhale
And exhale
Breathes an ocean.
In it all
That can ebb
And will flow
As we come
And we go,
Scent of eons
And life
Surf to soul
Calming strife.
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wow! this caught me by surprise, a really mind opening surprise – scent of eons and life coming in from the waves – I scattered ashes to sea so my loved ones would continue their journey – your words bring the closure I think i was looking for so long. this is how I read your poetry today – thank you for writing this
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Thank YOU for sharing what this brought up in you. We are all, in a way, messengers in other people’s lives, whether we have the privilege and blessing of being told (as you did now) about it or not. Thank you for this gift of comment. And … may your loved ones, as all loved ones and life before and after, hold comfort.
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thank you, your additional thoughts here are encouraging and very comforting to me.
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🙂 So grateful to know this.
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Lovely poem, peaceful and meaningful.
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Thank you, Paula! For me, the beach is an instant-relaxation response generator … scent of ocean spray and sand and ions in the air and sound of surf and all.
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That moment, between inhale and exhale, is a never ending curl for the ocean. It carries the scents and secrets of life.
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Exactly! 🙂
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Gorgeous lines:
‘In the curl
Between inhale
And exhale
Breathes an ocean’.
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Hi Kim, Thank you for the comment. So glad it spoke to you! 🙂
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Lovely, lovely description of the scent of the sea. I love your opening lines!
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Hi Beverly, I’m so glad you enjoyed this! 🙂 I adore the ocean and any seaside, and while I am not so nostalgic as to dismiss the power (destructive as well as nourishing) of the oceans, I do find the ocean inspiring it all it’s moods.
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I love how you brought the sea into this… the mutual breathing was excellent.
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Thanks! 🙂
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I had to tear my eyes away from that stunning photo to read your lovely words. Well done!
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Oh, thank you! I do love this photo! Yep, just to stare… So glad you liked it, too!
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To stand beside the ocean, the sound and smell of surf, is very calming…a gift!
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Exactly! 🙂 You got it, Lynn! Thank you for commenting! 🙂 Na’ama
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An ocean beach does calm strife affecting all the senses.
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Indeed it does, Frank! 🙂 Thank you for this comment!
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Loved this! What a wonderful way of writing – sounds beautiful, and indeed, reminds me of the ocean. Lovely prose!
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Thank you, Hadley! 🙂 What a lovely comment!
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