Softest strength

∞Infinite movement the earth in life

slipping in to sift the thoughts of a new day

carefully plucking the strongest of dreams

and letting the balance

wash quietly away.

∞The whispered words of night are heard

in recollected stories told through a fog and haze

as thunder rolls so far away

echoes of itself felt

as its energy dissipates.

∞We divide the fragments of dawn to dusk

below surfaces where danger lurks

while above white stallions race to shore

and clouds above again re-form

speaking to those who listen,

awaiting a coming storm.

∞Monoliths stand for a thousand years

battered by the tides sent calling

etched and formed before our birth

we cannot but help to stare at the view

seeming small and soft as we compare

the sand to stone and fossil found,

strong enough to outlast the end

as time winds past the minutes show,

the unobserved still linger on

if only in thoughts held in trembling hands.

∞The gathering of specimens that once had lived

now kept in polished jars and waiting

for the next pondering to trickle down,

the wonder and awe still enchanting

of ancient articles found.

Photo found on Pixabay.

 

Salt of life

Carried on gentle breezes
thoughts rest quietly on the mind,
watered down and moving perpetually
back and forth this rhythmic life
tides changing course
as we slide into the warmth
of a new and beautiful day.
Places call to the soul
as salty breezes soothe the senses
grey clouds linger
giving a dark tint to the day,
a drop here and there
threatening with the oncoming storm
we move about unencumbered
living as we must
regardless of the outcomes,
ready and waiting
foot tapping gently to the sound
of a breaking wave below.
Easy laid back moments
watching as the earth moves around us,
with us as she must
for we stand steady and calm,
just another day in paradise
we wander the sand in solitary thought
feeling alive and whole
nourished by the echo
of our heart beating in time
sprinkled with seasoning
and glistening with a drop or two
of showers quenching the thirst
of a mermaids soul.

Glitter like gold

We live our lives

like tides moving in and out

never stationary for any given moment,

glittering like gold on the ocean waves.

We come to places that bring peace,

passers by in this second of time,

watching the faces of strangers

dappled in light from the sinking sun,

we shine when we feel

the salt spray glisten upon our souls,

hushed words at sacred places where

nothing remains but candles and the sense

of a moment when everything changed,

saying our prayers to the clouds above

for something beyond our fingers touch.

Mermaids slip silently by,

their bodies languid on the gentle waves

a flicker of a circle and then into the depths,

on their way to their next audience.

We smile as we move on our way

memories captured to carry

away with our hearts

as we gaze behind in the mirrors,

content to be breathing,

to be at peace.

An accident occurred where this image was taken, a father and daughter plunged their vehicle into the water, and although a few attempted the rescue, were unable to save their lives. There are two candles and a bouquet of flowers to mark the spot, where we had walked so many times before. A solemn place this night where the sunset glittered on the waves like gold. Rest in peace Carol and Gene.