Mind is landlocked
Path blocked
Inner river – dammed up

Caught between cloud and
parched earth
seed and the fruit

circular pursuit

Proverbial rock and hard place
Must erode to cleave new space

Thoughts ebb and flow
Echo oceans tide
Yearning for the deep and wide
Vast sea tugging from imagined shore
Her salt feeds
My thirst for more

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