In times of turmoil
knowing where to go
walking alone
where waves meet the sand.
When the chaos and clutter
become too much
it's here I vew the horizon
and the maze seems to untangle.
Barefooted I stroll
in complete accord
as gentle waves caress
like a lovers true hands.
Way out to sea
thunder and violence in uproar
reflections of what
I have left behind.
Yet it's where sea meets horizon
knowing there's light in the darkness
which brings serenity to my soul
and the knowledge I will prevail.
A contest entry
- waterfalls by starwing.
600 points, ended August 24, 2007, 13 entries
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Comments
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i truly liked this alot buti have to ask...LOL.... did you mean gentle instead of gently? i believe in my own little world that gentle would go better
....peace and harmony...desi
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awsome this was so vivid and wonderfully written
it wa beautiful and you could image it in my head.
it left me thinking
i love the metaphor within in this
well done and best of luck
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