Sunlit days turn into dark whispering nights…
Pounding waves carry undisclosed secrets
As gems surface and are cast upon the sand
Bits of broken glass smooth like fading regrets
Hues of ocean glass are softened and become opaque
Sharp edges are diminished by the persistent tide
Distant images shrink into the haze shattered dreams
A mist of peacefulness calms… as the swell subsides
7/24/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A gem of a poem Theresa! The ocean of life has many waves to smoothen the sharp edges of the pains - we all may face! *10*! ! Friend Thad