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Dear Planet
Ann van Wijgerden
Last night I dreamed of oceans unboundaried by horizons. I saw landmasses likewise in all their luminous verdancy, length, and breadth. But it was the waters captivating me in aqua hues, light scattering diamantine, undulating surfaces, their expanses exhaling, inhaling, exhaling. In my dream I saw their vastness completely, not in the sense of how far, how wide, no measurements, no delineations of map, but omniscient-like knowing of being, a fusion of interconnection and personhood, making me blush now as one harried ant in the presence of angels.
An early coffee
while the waters sing
a world beneath the waves.