Getting me out of my own way
isn’t ever easy..
My ego is rather big
and mostly greedy…
Feed me more
cry’s out my empty core
On and on I fight
this losing finite war…

Youth blooms
Blossoming spring,
until the gloom
when petal takes wing,

then, slow as snail emerging,
softest passion builds, surging,
head of vernal bud maturing,
zest of life in drupe enduring

But when the fruit ripen
it's time to pick 'em,
when senses heighten
work with them

for it won't be long 'fore they're gone
'fore tree's bereft o' youth's liaison
Before the fruit drop from the tree
before the boat's swept out to sea
before the dew that's sparkling now
becomes sweet memory as wedding vow
before the earth collects it's due
before it whispers, 'it's time for you'.

From the deepness of the blue
She arises to heaven.
Blue to blue
Smiling and inviting you
Mermaid of sea

Swirling dolphin of the deep
Want to see the beauty underneath
Come and take a  dive with me
To the depth of oceans blue
Where the real  treasures are

Life colorful and diverse
A real fantasy world out there
Many different corals and fish
Into the deep , underneath
Where life once began.



Shell ✨🐚