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Cliffs by Ash Dahl

Craggy cliff faces cave to the ocean’s commanding caress

Waves tirelessly trample towards titanic rocks that tower against them

Little by little the cliff transforms

Softer sediments are stripped aside, a stark scaffolding stays

Weathered walls are worn and well-formed

Once ornery and unrefined now opulent and orthodox

Stone arcs span over the scintilla of sand, sinking to subterra

A vessel, vacant of varicose variables

Reigned in, rained on, radiance remains.

 

I'm Ash Dahl, a Pagan from Portland and I'm heavily inspired by nature and the my spirituality. I also enjoy fishing, meditating and playing the flute.

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