In The Rocks

It was a small gap
in the rocks
dry and bare
for a time
in waiting,
for the tide
to turn
and the sea
to wash through
to leave it
not quite dry;

a trickle
of salt water
left behind,
salt tears
running down a face,
pooling below
full of life
full of creatures
brought back to life.
Tears can sometimes do that


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