Notes from the Sea #7

When the fog
takes away the islands
and from the shore
I can only see
small portions
of what yesterday was there
I feel enclosed.
I can only focus on what’s nearby.
My perceptions change
evoking changes in my heart.
Gathering in my mind
what’s been diminished all around
I wait
and feel fortunate that I can.

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