Sounds Of Tomorrow Poem by Monica Engeler

I stand before the deep-sea
And hear the sounds of voices.
Far away guardians cry sad noises.
Where are my angel to see?

High above, they watch over me
Making sure I go the right way
In life and look over what I say
You see, I am all I have to be.

Those calls of weep ride on
While visionary eyes see you go
No matter how I wish to undergo,
The sea continues to move on.

Waves are breaking the show now
Caring me back to another case
Some try to give me replies in place
Maybe love may lift an eyebrow.

Yesterdays echoes are ever rolling by
And those voices are washing away
I also see my angels floating another way
My best years are coming with no reply.

The roll of drums beat and guide forward
Hear the wind blowing yes to tomorrow?
It says thank you and forgets your knows
Fly away and live your dreams onward.