daughter of the light,
the whispering sea
carrying the wind like
a bird of air,
the water ageless and eternal,
dark as a winter cloud,
light as a summer rose.

guardian,
citadel of the rocks
sea-empress
sea jade
soft conjurer.

I still search for you
In endless crowds,
Starless skies,
And empty rooms.
I still call your name,
In lonely fields,
Raging storms,
And, loudest, in my mind.
I still wonder
Where you and I went wrong,
If I haunt your dreams too,
And if all this time will bring me back to you.
But my dear I have learned,
Not to waste my time,
Cause though you're just a memory,
My dear, I do not mind.

A couple holding hands, huddled together
A rusty crane arm reaching the stars
Smell of salt air mixed with seaweed
Shades of red, and orange mingle
With the glistening water as the sun sets
Wooden bench perched on a bank,
Tiny plaque memory of two souls
Spending moments here of evenings past
Overlooking fishing boats tethered,
An ancient weathered harbor wall.
Lazy, full seagulls, flap heavily away
Playful laughter floats, on the air
As children dance too and from
Waves lapping the pebbled beach

life is a painting
of something beautiful
explaining us to ourselves
on a wall
in a building burning down

and we stand there
mesmerised.