Where My Soul Meets

As I stride on the soil of ecstasy
Feeling the winds of serenity
Making peace within my soul
Breathing by every second that I hold

While walking along the sands of gold
I leave behind a story to be told
With a beautiful feeling I’ll never grow old
I walk the miles on the sands of gold

As my feet kiss the cold blue waves
I stretch my arms just to fly away
Closing my eyes with calmness I sway
Loosing track of every second by day

Looking up to the sky I hear the sounds,
The sounds of bees, the sounds of trees,
The sounds of the enthralling orchestral breeze
Hypnotising me with the sound of the deep blue sea

So I sit back and reflect on the soil of ecstasy
The soil of joy, the soil of peace,
The soil where I would love to be
The soil called Goa where my soul meets.


- Sherwin Fernandes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Roberts Avatar
June 15, 2015 at 11:40 PM
Lovely poem Sherwin....Seren
Nunez Avatar
May 24, 2015 at 12:55 AM
Beautiful write, Sherwin. Great imagery, good rhythm and rhyme. A 7 from me. Start visiting and commenting on other pages and be a source of encouragement as well. Kim :-)
Fernandes Avatar
May 24, 2015 at 3:07 AM
Hi Kim thank you so very much for the words of encouragement and motivation. God Bless.
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