Any southern
window here,
Is the best
to admire the moon…
The beams
bouncing off the white caps,
Create disco
sparkles around the room.
Some weeks
the magic never ends,
Then changes
with the tide…
The sunrises
are epiphanies,
From windows
on the Northern side.
Nature’s
created a masterpiece,
The beauty
could never be finer …
Unless presented
along with music;
Pachelbel’s Concerto
in d Minor
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