White crushed bits,
broken cellophane
turned by breezes
beer bottles collect,
clutter near waste cans.
Cigarette ends dissolve
along the trail that winds
rises and dips to overlook
sea and sky's majesty of blue.
As waves laze and layer to shore
will sandstone absolve
the wasteful throws?
Eyes of nestlings
struggle to catch the light
while visitors pass on the trail.
Whose awareness opens first?
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