Sunday, October 23, 2011

When the ocean meets the sand

My thoughts, illuminate, turn inward.
My breath, my seraph, takes a pause.
My mind, tempest, rests in peace.
My soul, evanescent, stops and belongs.

The blue of the ocean,
this is what it does to me.
Drifts me away from the trodden path,
trudges me along to where I belong.

My heart, my jobler, beats to a different tune
as if having met a lost acquaintance.
My feet, unconcerned, just too stubborn to move
as if having found their destination earth bound.

The sand in the desert,
this is what it does to me,
Takes me to idyllic lands of liberty,
My eyes, they understand, they capture this instant - for posterity.