week 411 ~ slowly the sky fills with pink blue
slowly the sky fills with pink blue
melts to grey day is nearly done
I watch an audience of one
here on the island not quite true
for sitting close beside me you
process the transition your way
quiet reigns what is there to say
waves lap shore fades wind blows the damn
rooster crows dark grows and I am
at peace troubles swept clean away
It is good to have a place that rejuvenates the soul.
slpmartin
September 4, 2016 at 12:20 pm
Absolutely true!
mairmusic
September 4, 2016 at 12:27 pm