On the Beach, on my Back

by Annette Snyckers

Sucked to this spinning place,
my troubles are down here.
Glancing up
into the blue vastness,
I see a slow-drifting cloud
in timeless space.
It pulls me up and out
to sail across the sea-sky,
leaving my body on the sand
while the breakers dance
a slow, booming beat
to my thoughts afloat.

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