Necessary.

by beanalreasa

WavesApril-12-15

I’m spending this Sunday morning by the ocean.

It is quiet; almost peaceful.  This morning is a landscape of muted blues and soothing greys bordered in shades of white and brown.

I am surprised that I have not seen many seagulls, but I have seen a lot of crows.

I was awakened by several of them calling to each other this morning, over the soothing rhythm of the waves.  (These are two unrelated but much welcomed sounds to me, and this makes me happy.)

They left a few glossy black feathers on the balcony.

I have made a decision.

When I am old, and accountable to few but myself, I am going to live by the ocean.

While I am quite certain that there will always be an ocean

I hope that there will always be crows.

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