Sleeping Tide
. A new day
A new dawn
A new wave to sail along
Not a perfect night of sleep
If only sleep could right a wrong
If only sleep could mend a hurt of yesterday
How perfect would it be
If sailing on the nightime sea
Could calm a shattered world and be
So free, of troubled years
As smooth and empty as a beach
A beach of gold, .. of silky sand
Untouched, unharmed by worried hand
Washed and ironed by moving tide
A breathless peace, all cleansed inside
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009
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