this light passes through you
like a silk scarf
bleeding blues and greens
spinning swirls of turquoise
this door is open
to a sparkling shoreline
seagrape and mangroves
you cling to the scene
like sand to damp feet
this doorjam holds you
like a frame
this moment, still
draws waves into sets
in the distant chaos of everything
you've remembered who you are
(c) Lila Pittard Levy, January 2014
2560 Jefferson Circle
Sarasota, Florida 34239
lilaplevy@gmail.com
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