7th Street . . .

28 06 2015

pure joyOn 7th Street in old Ocean City,

looking between wires;

through balconies;

over cars . . .

I see the endless ocean kissing the horizon –

no wires;

no balconies;

no cars . . .

A reminder of the beginning –

God and creation;

I Am Who I Am and

We – who we were to truly be . . .

Funny how the ordinary gives sight into the extraordinary . . .

I wonder if the extraordinary was intended to be the ordinary?

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2 responses

1 07 2015
oldpoet56

Nice work.

1 07 2015
gacochran

Thanks so much!

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