Tuesday, 29 January 2013

~ The Sea ~

I sit and watch your power, your beauty,
your wildness, your might.
You have strength, independence, freedom.
No one tames you, manipulates you; 
your will is your own.

You work with the wind and the moon,
You love the way they make you move.

Watching you lifts me high,
makes me sing;
and we have a common tide 
you and I,
expanding and contracting,
inhaling and exhaling;
the very motion of 
11th February 2002

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