The realization-
Wait for the tide to roll in
Listen to its cyclical music
If you fathom its silence
You’ll hear its orchestra rush in
With nourishing food for your soul
The realization-
Wait for the tide to roll in
Listen to its cyclical music
If you fathom its silence
You’ll hear its orchestra rush in
With nourishing food for your soul
Love the music of the tide… quiet rush that lulls thoughts out of my brain 🙂
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Thank you Joan, hope you are well. Yes,this was born out of a exchange I had with a fellow blogger. But I love to go to ocean for my own epiphanies
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The sounds of the sea… beautiful!
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Ah, you’re back. Water has a somewhat cooling effect 🙂 Thank you – I’m experimenting with this style.
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feel your poetic voice in motion- staring to be crafted- honed- it’s becoming tighter…
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Yep, I can feel the teacher in you. I once was a teacher too.
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nice- and you still are- in another way…
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Yes, I’ve been told it never leaves you never mind what you do:-)
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“starting” to be crafted…is what i meant…
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I got you:-)
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& love it- you did a great job- proud of you! 🙂
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You’re a great coach!
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🙂
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Lovely poem on the music of the sea.
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