Poem -

Still

Not a hint of wind
Not a breath
Sea as still as lake
Sounds of razor clarity
Vision crystal sharp
Not a tree moving
Not a branch
Not a leaf
Not a cloudΒ 
For a thousand miles
Grandma, called these
Magic days
And the magic stayed
Forever

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