GAIA'S ENGINE
D9 RUSSETT BROWN

Ocean churn. A

dark swell conceals

mighty force.

 

Sea birds 

and profound skies

know; that she 

is Gaia’s engine.

 

A warming comes,  

Fallen sunshine

comforts equatorial waters.

 

South where glaciers

die slow and ice wet.

Melt hapless lovers 

on feeling her heat.

 

Cobalt/ green waters

were spuming today,

crash of foam and spray.

From sea tears, a

thousand waves sing

unheard.

 

©️ Dai Fry 9th November 2020.

 

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