Storming through the ocean
The wild one reached the blue hills of the coast
And suddenly stood there, silent.
Grey clouds filled his hairs
An unknown light flickered in his bright eyes.
A strange moon rose from the horizon
It was as red as blood-
Then the giant waves rose high
The great drama began to unfold.
Friday, September 4, 2015
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