Wind on the shore, just a hiss, nothing more.
Often hard to hear, naught but the roar.
Not my thoughts, nor heartbeat,
Just the wind and nothing more.
Seems this silence, a tempered peace, nothing more,
A break from turmoil, the rarest treat.
Settled thoughts, welcomed bore,
A tempered mind and nothing more.
Aug 20, 2011
Aug 20, 2011 at 8:12 PM UTC
Wind on the shore, just a hiss, nothing more.
Often hard to hear, naught but the roar.
Not my thoughts, nor heartbeat,
Just the wind and nothing more.
Seems this silence, a tempered peace, nothing more,
A break from turmoil, the rarest treat.
Settled thoughts, welcomed bore,
A tempered mind and nothing more.