Tuesday, January 15, 2013

island (i)

earth, stream and tree encircled by sea 
waves sweep the sand from my island. 
my sunsets fade.
field and glade wait only for rain 
grain after grain love erodes 
my high weathered walls 
which fend off the tide 
cradle the wind to my island.

excerpted from "islands"   king crimson


Valerianna said...

Beautiful, misty shoreline.

steven said...

mmmm hmmmmmmm!!!! sure was! steven