An Inland Bay
An inland bay
In deafness she senses the pounding surf,
Imagines its piercing roar,
While remembered still is the time and place
About an inland bay
For dreams fall apart when the voices die
Yet there were no tears remaining to cry,
But through the ebb and flow of days
Echoes still silent lay
And what retains the placid flow.
In the darkness of this rocky cove,
For here the sound of a distant voice
Did pass by long ago
Softly cast beneath sunlit rays
The blow of a western wind,
Like a chill that hints of autumns birth
In a place so far from home
Swiftly passes a voiceless call
In a land when shadows quiet call;
Like the night that comes as days depart
About the calm of an inland bay
By m.n.
marklnorton@shaw.ca
Copyright © Mark Norton | Year Posted 2011
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