Friday, May 22, 2009

Shell

Take me in your hand
from the sparkle of this sand.
Bring me closely to your ears so you will hear
all the things within me I must share.
You will know the oceans cry
for the waves that have gone by,
as I nestle every echo in your soul
all of what’s inside me must be told

Every whisper to your core,
from this shell upon life’s shore.
A breath of sweet surrender to your heart,
then you will know it’s time for us to part.
Now you’ve heard my every tale
so I pray, set me a sail,
for our parting in this moment must be swift...
I’m destined for to ride the currents drift,
To find another ear that needs my gift.

Deo Volente
May 22, 2009

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