Untold Beauty
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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High pitched sounds filling intellect, making their rounds
like waves upon the ocean, tip toeing across, lying down,
letting them body surf across the surface towards shore.
Playing gently with tides and their rhythm, frolicking
under the moonlight, hiding beneath the waves when a sea
gull flies overhead.
Untold beauty flowing from within intellect's subconscious-
ness and into an effervescent tranquility beyond the horizon,
learning to live without boundaries or limits.
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