Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Unmoved By Lack Of Human Observation

Knowing, without seeing. Bethells' black sand splendour. A sprinkling of weekday visitors swallowed up by its expanse. Bathed in today's unstinting sunshine. Waves, unmoved by lack of human observation. Fed by memory, the mind's eye a repository for lives past. Faded experience.


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