To the sea,
To the sky,
To the vast earth at our
Feet
I bid you a thanks, for gifting me your
Beauty
Shining bright, holy, lively
Full of aimless wonder, glowing with positives,
Amid the strangled uneasiness
You give new purpose, gaining strength in hordes.
Fly above head, filling my sight,
With clouds, specks, stars,
Emptiness
Yet beautiful in its own right
Bearing oceans of wealth,
Not money, but courage
Enough for everyone, amidst the array,
Breathing longing for your embrace.
Waves painted turquoise, hefting
Barrels of torrent, crest, chopping
Heavily away
Towards
Unheard words, whispering seashells
Into my ear, I hear your voice, calling
Beckoning for me, I walk, I run, tripping
Over myself
To get to you
I praise your beauty
For it lightens my heart
For it eases my mind
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
To the sea,
To the sky,
To the vast earth at our
Feet
I bid you a thanks, for gifting me your
Beauty
Shining bright, holy, lively
Full of aimless wonder, glowing with positives,
Amid the strangled uneasiness
You give new purpose, gaining strength in hordes.
Fly above head, filling my sight,
With clouds, specks, stars,
Emptiness
Yet beautiful in its own right
Bearing oceans of wealth,
Not money, but courage
Enough for everyone, amidst the array,
Breathing longing for your embrace.
Waves painted turquoise, hefting
Barrels of torrent, crest, chopping
Heavily away
Towards
Unheard words, whispering seashells
Into my ear, I hear your voice, calling
Beckoning for me, I walk, I run, tripping
Over myself
To get to you
I praise your beauty
For it lightens my heart
For it eases my mind
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