A Gray Horizon
Seaweed strands woven prettily, unwind
spread tendrils of green sublime
the grace of a fluid dancer dressed up
to perform while the seagull cries
the afternoon curtain call
Incoming or out going, the waves turn
against the tide to ride for free
Recurring rhythms pulse, comfortably
Recline upon their earthly saline chariot
Lost horizon forgives the grey mist
Shrouds worn abandoned over treetops
melts the lines and blurs reality
inside lives the heartbeat, found again
while Autumn begins it's dance
awakens the maiden of trees reflection
Shimmer across time's unseen dimension
carry the colors of a new born moment
disappear into the unknown
the secrets kept are safe in her bosom
of ample forgiveness found in a new season
Dark clouds rise to curl around the sun's tongue
turn to candy colored rocks, strewn about
slippery against the souls of forgotten men
yet found in their beauty of differences
you take one home to light the way
The path becomes one of many parts
written by footprints along the shoreline
inland worries escape to the sea
roll with fate or steady the oars over swells
elements of whispered prayers
Floating languid white bubbles
waiting for the mermaids kiss of fairytales
buried beneath layers of childhood
beliefs that crystallized in glided goblets
then touched gingerly for substance
Carry me to the top of the gray horizon
to sail as I will with confidence
a funeral flower will float for the heavens
and give itself in your honor
the sea asked for nothing in return
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2021
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