Sunday, January 11, 2009

"these are but wild & whirling words"

I am the free laughing oceans
wild and whirling waves
sparkling shining shimmering
glinting in the melting of your eye
/
Pullpushed past direction
past intention
twisting tumbling turning
upside the inside of my soul
solely searching for the sunless sand
caressed by the tiptoeing giggle of my heart
/
Veiling strands of golden light 
dance through me in turn
step by step by step
sapphire pearls encompass me in the
immediate sweeping rush of accompanied solitude
never and always one.
/
I am the free laughing oceans
wild and whirling waves
sparkling shining shimmering
glinting in the melting of  your eye.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very pretty. I mean other thing, obviously - good, nice, small-shiver-inducing, but the first word was pretty. In particular the tiptoeing giggle of your heart.