Right now, standing on this beautiful beach
I can see, I can feel the hugeness of this world;
The restless tides here constantly play
Giving us a hope to become enriched.
Love seems to sit silently being a herald
And listening some dulcet tunes all the day.
From here, this silent beach to world's door,
Only the pertaining of deepest choirs will be our lore.
Here love declares herself to be immersed in whole day.
Saturday, September 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life