Dawn
Dawn.
On a night beach in Costa Rica,
behind me the light of Puerto Lemon.
A white strip of sand held an ocean,
a black towering mountain,
from drowning the land.
I was what I saw, timeless.
And the world whispered in my ears.
The sky paled, a cooling sea breeze caressed me
and it was dawn.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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