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Summa Mater


The Ocean has no conscience,

no judgment, joy, or hate

 

She dances with you to her beat

in stirring waves of fate

 

With reverence you may enter

all blessings on the day

 

But just one slip and she reminds

what ancient mariners say…

 

“Red sky at morning, sailors warning

red sky at night, sailors delight”

 

Her message best taken when early to bed

life in the balance, her power to dread

 

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: June, 2022) 

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