I still have covid but I am very slowly starting to get a bit of energy back. The reason I have chosen this poem for this week is because I am missing the sea. Whilst on holiday it was so nice to be right next to the sea everyday.
Seaweed Seaweed sways and sways and swirls as if swaying were its form of stillness; and it flushes against fierce rock it slips over it as shadows do, without hurting itself. D. H. Lawrence