Sea of Poetry
Spirit of interpretation only rest in the hearts of sailing ships,
Following the northern star the Heaven set in place.
Soul captains the vessel in search for meaning,
Drifting forward.
Navigating through the constellation of words,
Compass is the Above.
Maps become written languages,
Forming beautiful art on scrolls.
Ocean of poems,
Breath holds the power of tongues.
Speech breathes a sweet breeze to overflow and give current.
Caught by tides,
Making waves in the world.
Words are unlimited resources raining down-
Bringing joy,
Giving peace,
Seeing beauty,
Praise life,
Love dwells.
Found in the Sea of Poetry,
Endless journey.
Universal language feed the mind's eye.
Copyright © Mark Hansen | Year Posted 2006
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