Durdle Door

Durdle Door

Sapphire and placid the sea is so calming,
So gentle the waves on the shingle lined shore,
The sound of seagulls that soar high above me,
Over the coast and towards Durdle Door.
Sculptured by time and a gate to the future,
But dreams always end as the stones turn to sand.

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