Ocean Grove , Ebb and Flow
when the morning shines
the weeping willows sigh
not from pain, but because they love the light
when the day is gone
stars whisper eventide
I watch the moon, begin to grace the sky
my sanctuary, my celestial home
rests inside, this flesh and bone
I don't get worried by life's mysteries
I take them in like the ocean breeze
like the tide, ebb and flow
spiral-like, waves they roll
soaring through the cosmos with no place to go
feeling left my body, went straight to my soul
city lights, ocean grove
highway lines, lonely roads
let that loving trickle from my head to my toes
breathing is believing, that's the only way I know
Copyright © Taylor Brinsfield | Year Posted 2015
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