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Walking down the seashore,
Hair flying in the wind.
Listening to the waves,
Breeze against my skin.
Hunting for sea shells,
Watching the sea gulls play in the surf.
Gazing at the ocean, feeling so small,
Feeling the water wash over my feet.
Pondering, thinking, reflecting,
Life and all its mysteries.
Where does it start, Where does it end,
What do I do, How do I do it?
The heavens open and rain pours down,
Heavenly water cleansing my soul.
Standing in the rain, hair dripping down,
Sounds of the Ocean is music to my soul.
Rain drops on my face, mixed with tears,
Envigorated, Refreshed, Awakened.
6/21/2006 9:51 pm
I read your sunrise poem before I read this one and it just blew me away. I hope you had a chance to see the photograph I described in my post on the sunrise poem. It fits perfectly with this poem. You are one awesome poet. I am going to read all you have written. Thanks for sharing this with all of us. Talk to you later, Sensual Rose.|