Dragon’s Flight (Photo credit: jcc_seveq)
I let the waves wash over me
And from the deep and timeless sea
He’ll rise and sing his songs to me
His sad, sad songs to me
I tread the sand upon the shore
I want for much, but never more
Than his sweet soul that I adore
His sad, sweet soul that I adore
I tread the water as I breathe
With deep-sea flowers I am wreathed
And for his torment I am grieved
His sad, dark torment I am grieved
I swim the sea of life and time
I bring him gifts of words and rhyme
And draw his strength so old, sublime
So ancient, sad, sublime.
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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The least you’d expect in return is a wave. (I’ll get my hat.)
LOL!! 🙂 🙂
Gorgeous, Sis….I love it.
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂 xxx
Beautiful. I love the way you ended the last two lines in each stanza!
Thanks so much Kira!! 🙂 🙂
Kinda hit me as I live by the sea. Nice
Thanks John – how lucky for you, it’s wonderful to live near the sea!! 🙂
It is. I am very fortunate.
Loved every word of this. So sweet and soulful. Reowr!
Thanks so much!! I love the sea, it is a source of endless inspiration for writing. 🙂
Beautiful, just abosultely beautiful 🙂
Thank you so much, that is very kind!! 🙂 🙂
Lovely and musical…perfect ebb and flow 🙂
Thank you so much, the sea is wonderful inspiration!! 🙂