Sea of the Ocean (a Poem)

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Sailing through the rough

until a calm is reached,

then the greatest storm arises,

never the like seen before

on the horizon.

Thunder claps and lightning streaks

as drops fall continuously

until a great Sargasso Sea is formed

…of tissues.

Published by Dawn M. Paul

I am an artist and writer at DMPaul.com. Come take a mental rest with me.

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