Rock pools hide their secret depths, star anemones
renewed, refreshed by constant change, heated by light
diluted by rain. Miniature ocean washed over by wave.
Tide turns sea blanket lifts as small creatures take flight.
salty tang pervading senses sea and shore collide.
Heading back, the endless roar and rush of waves
shadow my footsteps, long since vanished in the roll of tide.
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