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My old self is a pretty shipwreck, so at home upon the seabed, made ever more pretty by the passing of time and the growth of new life. My new self sets sail above, wind filled pillows of white and new horizons ahead.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 21, 2021.
The shipwreck beneath the waves had become a gallant grand dame of the seabed. For she had become home to so much life, a support structure and thing of beauty.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 21, 2021.
Shipwreck of poetic waves, deep in blue rest, you are my heart.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 21, 2021.
The ship once a thing of man, in her wrecking was made anew, made into a belle of nature.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 21, 2021.