Blurred circles spinning
prism rainbows mate with trees...
(orginal title)
The Deep...
The sea's breath whispers
The siren songs of the moon...
The morning mourns today;
dewdrops snivel...
Each tear that dances
within your fading eyes...
New birth ignites peace
revitalizing whispers...
8th October, 2012.
Golden flicker sways divine grace...
The grass is soft beneath me
The birds are singing in the tree...
White capped sea ribbons
unlock darkness of mountains...
Pooling in the divot of every pavement,
Ushering waves in the street...
As the sun goes down
it is the end of the day...
Your chilling breath brushes against my skin
as our frozen moments begin to rend...