Sea pilgrims

Here we are,

the sea pilgrims.

The wanderers,

the seekers,

the beachcombers,

the sunset-catchers.

Not many of us tonight.

A grey damp evening,

dark before its time.

Unexpected flashes of white;

egrets flapping homewards

across clouds full of rain.

Thunder rumbles in the distance.

Water mirrors grey

and turns it into silver,

alchemy before our eyes.

An infinite supply of treasure

for a sea pilgrim.

We leave the shore,

turn inland.

The light darkens,

sky lowers,

but inside us the sea shines silver,

and fills our souls with light.

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