In the silver slips of morning,
fog draped across the land.
Shore definition is fleeting;
no glimpse of strand from strand.
Yet ducks and gulls fly by the nose,
quacks and screeches lend a hand
to we blind few who lean on sight,
and, hence, have lost the land.
Tiger Riding for Beginners
Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre
Tiger Riding for Beginners 
A fresh introspective piece on the value of perspective, especially limitations of humankind. A good poem ideally paired with that image.
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