I collect Sun rays on dark days
The good and sad My People say
And shells and Souls
And loss and woes
...
Grief is an ocean
And the tide rolls in
Oh my heart is the shore
On which these waves are breaking
...
I grew up so far from the Sea
Rarely saw it
What I did seemed dark and lifeless to me
...
Isn't it blue how we flock to the Sea
And stop
And stare at her
Stilled by the gravity
...
The slow steady bake of summer begins
The earth heats in the hot winds
The people slow
...
Bare skin
And dipped toes
We're good friends
But used to clothes
...
I Collect
I collect Sun rays on dark days
The good and sad My People say
And shells and Souls
And loss and woes
Memories and moments
Some blue
And some so Golden
And lotions and notions
All kinds of fabled potions
Pretty rings and wild flowers
Rare precious quiet hours
Brownies and brownie points
Black marks
And scars
And So Much noise
And pause.
And poise.
Sweet compliments
And simple joys.
Kind words and criticism
Romance and cynism
Doubt and indifferences
And differences
And different things
And anything that's glittering.
Fire and Energy
Karma and Cool
Whispers and secrets
Promises too
And these are the pieces
My Full Heart holds on to