Light storm... Memory shards

Light storm. A sea is in pearl colors.
It's sorting through small stones before black night.
They rock in silver waves and bubbles
of sparkling froth in amber evening light.

The softly shining sun is falling.
The restless trembling water's burned with rays.
Unstoppable bright fire's wowing.
It's spreading all around the sea's waves.

The storm tries to extinguish glare,
throwing strong blows from the pearl evening sky.
The sea is shining, merging with the heaven.
The evening sinks in sounds of the surf.

                the High Shore of Anapa, July 2015
                by Thea Ariss
                04.05.2025


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