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I walk along the shore and reach down in the sand,
Finding a small white piece of sea glass now tight in my hand.
A mermaid tear, once a shard of sharp glass,
Smoothed, perfected over time in the ocean's current,
To the shore had been cast.
This shore is my santuary, my temple, my peace.
I've neglected it's beckoning calls, as I've neglected my soul.
A place to replenish my emotional exhaustion, my retreat.
I walk barefoot, skipping each breaker that tries to catch me.
The mermaid tear still in my hand.
The sea foam playfully tickling my feet... as if to forgive me.
I can see Block Island in the distance, the jetty nearby.
Such emotion, such beauty, a true nature's gift.
I don't even realize my own tears welling in my eyes.
White caps in the horizon, the current and rip tides.
Forever constant, forever continual, each wave, each breaker.
Water now gray as the clouding overcast sky.
I am newly awakened, intoxicated by the salty air,
As I make my way reluctantly back to the cottage.
I am at peace now, no longer in despair.
A reminder of my return, treasured by me.
That very mermaid tear now sits on my desk today.
A tiny gift left by a daughter of the sea.
(February 2007)
Cathleen Hodgkinson
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Dr.subhendu Kar (9/17/2008 11:30:00 PM)
This shore is my sanctuary, my temple, my peace.
I've neglected it's beckoning calls, as I've neglected my soul.
the shore the room of repose
heart throbs like waves of sea
heart when thrums by the stimuli
storm mills through the sea
the waves are blue and my heart too
heart yet beckons as the ocean azure..............unique exposition self by the side of seashore,
where we review our rave up reminiscence, heart rhythms like sea, yet luscious blue, ingeniously thought provoking,10+, thanks for sharing |
Teresa Dearing (7/8/2008 11:55:00 AM)
Lovely, I too find nature revitilizing. The sea is special and holds many fond memories for me no matter what mood it brings, stormy, or bright it is a delight. Like all of nature uncontrolable, unpredictiable, but always invigorating. Great job you have done capturing the moment and mood. T |
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