At the Port

I hear the wind gushing

waves splashing against rocks;

I am awed,I am mesmerized.

Footsteps muffled on pavements

by the slapping of the waves;

The chilling breeze compressed the whispers

Walked I near the edge.

Light at the distance I see

coming to view;

I stood,watching it low

Slowly climbing out,

The sun, the new horizon-

At the Port.

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