• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 05
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Sea Scroll

An open scroll was found
on the waves.
The words on the paper were faded.
It had floated on white billows.
The parchment told of other times and places
that could only be imagined.
While relaxing in crystal water,
I saw light from a distance.
My canoe was at the edge of brilliance,
having survived the harsh winter.