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Maria Landry
Volume 4
She moves in mystery, deep and vast,
The navy waves caress the coast,
Where long sands stretch, in stillness cast
In murmured secrets, haunting ghosts.
At once astir, at once steadfast,
A phantom dance in mist enclosed.
O’er hadal fathoms, glist’ning crests
Where ebbs and flows in kinship be,
The salt-stained gusts in distance nest
In flaring sails that etch the sea.
The deeps that daunt the mightiest
Bring safely home the admiralty.
In lullabies, in hushing words,
Embracing all in blankets blue,
And hearing heart’s aches gone unheard
By others; Mother’s ever-true
And ever-faithful presence stirred
By those who seek her secrets too.
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