Voices come on winds across a sea
Like the soft twinkling bells,
Reassuring on stormy swells
As waters lap away tightened shores,
The tormented soul.
Darkened skies of nights lament
Into the wilderness emotion spent
As eyes grow tired on empty shores
And music fills the chamber of soul.
I watch the skies wash away the light,
Like fading laundry beneath Summer’s heat
That rises onto a blank slate sheet,
Waiting to be carried away.
I think of souls lost in this world,
Feel each word that creeps deep beneath the skin,
And sweeping the dust away,
Clean all over again,
The work is done,
The night has come
And darkness descends into the mind
Ready to be rinsed in the dreams of night
Free of thought,
Emptied of substance
At peace on a feather down
Run aground like a wayward shell,
tossed about in sea foam spray and then
Drifting softly away,
What remains of the day,
Just a fading memory.
After a beautiful time spent today in the salty ocean water, relaxed, calm, happy and thankful for each one of you reading, each blessing I’ve been given, as the bells sing softly, I bid you peace, love and a heartfelt goodnight. Love to all, Kim