The gray clouds scatter pierced by spears
and flashes of golden light
in a space of mind
where the sky and the sea collide
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" and far away, cliffs draped in mantles of fog caressing the trees, nurturing hopes sowing the seeds of remembrance, shards from fragmentary sequences of dream" ' Good imagery, Agatha. Thanks
A very gentle poem, very pleasant to read...full marks!