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I turned my face to the sweeping skyAnd the breeze drawn by the Eddying current;I traced the snaking curveOf the channel;I watched the light play onThe mirrored surfaces-Tiny rivulets spread like fingersIn the mud,As Sandpipers picked their way With bobbing heads;Their matchstick legs,Angular and straight;And beyond,a flock of avocets,Their curved beaksStabbing like needles;And wondered ifContinue reading “Estuary”