Esoteric Bowl

Magnificent mountain range
stands guard
over the Windward Coast
and far beyond the ocean
A distant flower blooms along the horizon
as calm bay waters
mirror the sky
soft pastels
of orange and blue

Morning trades
sweep clouds of white
one by one
scattered showers
wash the white sand
from my eyes
and satisfy every thirst.

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