Friday, June 17, 2011

Spring Tunes the Sky

You stand in the morning light,
all the oceanic aromas rumbling
in your bright heart,
the hush of summer
on your breath.

The tides bring their memories by-
ones that I knew once,
when time passed beneath the
dense ferns and darkness swept
the grass.

Put these seashells
around your eyes-
to remember when the sea
turned alive by;
to guard the darkness inside with.

Your dance begins in tiny instants
of infinity, from beyond
the great river, where I always
stop by-
just to hear the light speak to me.


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