Stillness
under a clearing sky
without a word to think
with no song to sing
the cool ocean breeze
the only chord to hear
ringing soft reverberations
graceful forgiveness
baptizing the flesh
after a long summer day
within the sweet moonlight
kissing the ebb and flow
of this low tide
time is an island
drifting somewhere out at sea
where birds have flown
to rest their tired wings
to cry no more here today
till the sun's return
By immram
© 2012 immram
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