the wind behind me
the sea below
a rock to hold me
from what, I thought
the wind, so cold to my flesh
yet so warm in my mind
the sea
so wet to my skin
yet so warm in my heart
maybe my rock holds
my mind
in some deep crevasse
waiting to be
whisked across
the sea
waiting to be
whisked across
the sea
can my flesh
follow my mind
to the sea
maybe the wind
can make me a sail
and transport
my mind...my flesh... my soul
somewhere my heart
would rather be
gsbatty
gsbatty
3 comments:
The winds of change can carry all before it...
Or even them! :)
Trell..once again the time you spent here makes me feel good..thanks
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