Let me hide in your saltiness
Rolling waves washing away the harshness of today’s world
Headlines swept aside by your gentle breeze
And sunshine fighting to break through,
to bring light to all the darkness

Let me hide…

Tori Burris Inkley
4/1/26

The Seed

Some semblance of humanity is waiting there
Nestled, warm and snug inside its shell
Floating in the before
Unaware of its future
Unacknowledging of its past

The day will come when it will emerge
Revealing to the world its existence
Its true nature
Its heart
Its being

For everyone
I pray it’s not too late.

Tori Burris Inkley
4/1/26

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