Walking on the beach when the sun has set The soft sigh of waves rolling in Water laps at my feet and recedes Tinted gold under the rising moon One by one the stars appear Their light obliterated by the closest star of all But now as we turn our backs to the sun Their…
I heard the oceans cry Fever-sick and hurting I heard the forests grieve Mourning their dead I heard the high winds howl Unstable and wild I heard the deep earth groan Wounded and broken I heard the people Hide their eyes and turn away I heard the leaders Preach the gospel of greed I heard…
(or “It’s Time” part 2). Boat bobs over the ocean Night has fallen and the sky is full of stars Full moon hangs low and golden While we lie on deck and contemplate the universe We’ve left the pain behind us Only wonder lies ahead One single, glorious adventure One journey of a lifetime That…
Eternity waits Sitting on the shore Watching the in and out The ebb and flow of time New eras flow in Old eras trickle out Detritus of the ages Remains like driftwood on the sand Erased and replaced By the never-ending tides
Globes of dim light hanging in space Resolve into lamps lining the quay As fog rolls in from the chilly sea Seats line the barriers facing the brine In summer time it’s good to sit And meditate on the rolling tide But now, in the night and the misty air The ocean is vanished behind…
Come with me and watch the dolphins while they play leaping, exuberant, into the air diving down into the ocean deep describing an ocean dance eons in the making old as time, young as a new dawn There is so much we don’t know so much yet to learn why can’t we dance like the…
Floating Lifting off the ground, lighter than air Like a dandelion seed blown in the wind Flying, soaring Higher and higher Above houses and roads Off over yellow fields and deep green forests Cool blue lakes and rushing rivers, Cold high mountains and low rolling hills And there is the coast, and the clean white…
Sun bright in the sky shines down on water smooth as glass boats bob gently in the bay yachts shiny clean and ready to sail sitting on my verandah watching them go I wish I could go too jump on a boat and fly out to sea, to freedom under the sky the immensity of…
The tide goes out and I will follow to the ocean to search for adventure to islands and new lands to see whatever is wondrous and new Flying over the blue-grey water Like a great sea-bird I observe the endless miles of ocean and of sky rolling away beneath my wings Then diving…
Eclectic Assemblage 