Maré,Mother of us all,
Bringing forth life from a random spark of energy;
Mistress to her master the Wind.
Serene and placid when he is absent
She chuckles and gurgles with glee
When he tickles her;
Driven to frenzy,
pounding and clutching
the shore with foaming fists;
When he breathes on her breast
With his passion
3 comments:
How beautiful. Is this an orginal poem written by you Davo? It was a joy to read. I love how the wind teases the sea ...
You know you two must be inspiring me!
I sang Amazing Grace through the other day as I was finishing off a bit of decorating and I can't carry a tune in a bucket!
I love these words and pics Davo, and hope to return to them again and again :>)
~ Bliss ~
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