Dreaming of the Sea
Walking at the edge of the waves
Feeling the peace my heart craves
Feeling a kinship with the deep sea
And the calm it always brings me...
There is music in the sounds it brings
And the mysteries of which it sings
The smells that one can only find here
I'm drifting when the first lights appear...
Then out the window the landscape bleak
Not the vista that I thought I would seek
Surely there is beauty here to be found
But to my dream I am tightly bound....
Barbara Gorelick
9/19/12
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2012
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