winter wilderness

House of Heart

These wind driven sands erased our

footprints long ago.

Worn paths to secluded coves

are overgrown now with sea oats

and thorny bougainvillea.

Chilly gusts carry me like a fragile bird

beside a vast sheen of sunlit

water, it’s boundless treasures

washed ashore.

A wilderness of sky flickers with sea birds

passing through parchment clouds.

Winters illusions wind worn yet unmoved.

Photo by Heart

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