They say
the grass grows
thick where a heart lands
where a soul spreads out into
deep fields that run up mountainsides
but in truth
all elevation
falls flat and still
next to you my secret
Ocean beneath
eternal Spring
Your waves pass deep and
wide
A morning's meditation
a sleepy moon holding
weightless
as God
.
.
13 comments:
This is SO beautiful! Really loved it :) I also love the title of your blog!
Best Wishes,
Fiona
Hi Fiona, thanks for visiting and the nice comment :)
You painted a beautiful picture.... Loved it totally :)
An awesome creation River. Simply beautiful.
Nice smile:~)
but it's what we don't say,
what we can't say,
that keeps me up tonight.
Because if everything ends,
like this,
then what?
I'm watching
and listening
and feeling
and breathing
because I thought eternal bliss might be boring too.
God weighs heavy against the worth of my own soul
yet slips though my grasp like dust.
Very Beautiful! I had such an image in my head through the duration of reading it. Thank you for posting!
but in truth
all elevation
falls flat and still
next to you my secret
Ocean beneath
Amazing! :)
I love the way the moon floats in the morning sky. <3
Beautiful... the first stanza is so very vivid to lead to the last - giving me a feeling of rising. Lovely. Absolutely lovely. :)
lovely
I want to swim in the ocean and feel the weightless dawn of a new day.
:) lovely n sweet !!!
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