A Quiet Reflection
Waves cascade upon the beckoning shore
To gently wash across the sands they find
And share its motion a timeless captor
To give freedom to my spirit confined
To let it soar in realms of passing dreams
That glide on the visions trapped in the mind
Wondrous worlds where nothing is as it seems
Colored kaleidoscopes there to remind
Landscapes in pictures where I'm a refugee
Memories fleeing of what's bad and good
To sit on the shore where my thoughts flow free
And feel life's rhythm as it's understood
To not be a hostage, to years I bare
Escape life's chains, to never again wear
12/11/16
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2016
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