Poem.

'Life can be a river' I once read, 

So I leapt silently into the Atlantic, 

My skin akin with the water, 

Breathing the piney, coastal air. 

written by the sea, in the sea, for the sea, with Jake and Elsie after the Maine Country Ground Fair (Jake with his wine and cheese, Else with her ukulele, my with my bare feet and writing tools).
On the Coast of Maine, US. 

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