This Time Poem by Rebecca Navarre
This Time
The stillness I choose, as
the wind blows and my heart
is moved. As the waves come
crashing in, and I guess I'm lost
in reflections again. Making hearts
in the sand, and just for a moment
I thought I felt your hand. Sun is
setting low, wipe away the tears
that flow. Get to my feet to stand.
But, a sliver of the moon begins to
show. And this time, , My heart knows...
The beautiful images of nature are magical giving the poem a life of its own. Brilliantly crafted. To my favorites.
Becca, your poetic words are just so captivating, touching the heart instantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/28/2026 5:56:49 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Awesome poem, love is so pure that it sways with the waves and like sand it accomodates in every heart and soul.