A Walk
WALK WITH ME DOWN TO THE SHORE;
ACROSS THE SAND DUNES TO THE
OCEANS DOOR;
HAND IN HAND WE STROLL TOGETHER
WHILE WET SEA SALT
STINGS OUR FACE; STILL WE WALK ALONG
THE BEACH IN SEARCH
OF TREASURES BEYOUND OUR REACH.
AS WAVES LONG BEAT, AGAINST THE
BROKEN ROCKS,
LEAVING ABSTRACT IMPRINTS ON HIGH
CLIFFS HEARTS;
ALLOW THE BATTERED ROCKS TO RELY
ON THE OCEANS WATCHFUL EYES.
LET OUR TWO SOULS STAY WITHIN THE
MIST;
FOR THE OCEANS ROARING SHALL
PRESIST.
SCREAMING TALE OF DISTANT LANDS,
UNSEEN RACKAGE, UNTOLD
SWELLS OF THE OCEANS JOURNEY TO
OUR BACK DOOR.
WALK WITH ME TO THE SHORE LINE
WHERE WE FIRST MET; EYE TO EYE;
SIT WITH ME, LOOK BEYOUND SEA'S
EDGE, GIVE YOUR SELF TIME TO
HEAR IT'S VOICE, VIEW IT BRILLANCE OF
HOW LIFE ENDURES.
SHE SPEAKS OF LIFE THAT SCREAMS
TRUTHS THROUGH SEA SHELLS
WASHING UP TREASURES THAT KNOW US
WELL;
ON THE SANDS OF HER BELLY.
AS WE FIND OUR PLACE AMONG THE
ROCKS; BROKEN HEAVY WITH LADEN
HEART;
WE TAKE A SEAT AND WATCH THE VIEW;
AS IF STEALING A SUNSET FROM A
FORBIDEN
VIEW.
BRILLIANT INSPIRING BREATH TAKING
GASP AS I LOOK TO YOU, FOR THERE IS
NO
OTHER OCEAN LIKE YOU.
Copyright © Sharon Mason | Year Posted 2014
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