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868 by Matto.

Published on June 23, 2015

Rumbling thunder
Tide through submerged channels
Tiny crabs scatter
They must feel my steps.

Beyond kelp forests
Rolling black
Slick against the surface
Endless water
Occasion break of white.

Barking seals
Sunning stop an island
Sea otters
Pounding on their bellies.

We walk the path together
Hand in hand
Stopping to take a picture
Cool breeze
So much warmth in the moment.