10. Neptune

This halcyon nests
calming our seas.
Lunar winds drive
our tides / our hearts
in and out.

At the bottom of the ocean
we huddle together / protecting
our soft skins from the shards of
icy sea.

In its nest / the bird begins
to rest its head on eggs.
Thinking of the future / promises
made in its feathers.
Peacock proud / true
to the wind.

The seas are calm.

The End

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