The Sea

Dragon's Flight

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

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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15 Responses to The Sea

  1. Brian Hughes says:

    The least you’d expect in return is a wave. (I’ll get my hat.)

  2. Skye says:

    Gorgeous, Sis….I love it.

  3. Kira says:

    Beautiful. I love the way you ended the last two lines in each stanza!

  4. Kinda hit me as I live by the sea. Nice

  5. Cubby says:

    Loved every word of this. So sweet and soulful. Reowr!

  6. Beautiful, just abosultely beautiful πŸ™‚

  7. Lovely and musical…perfect ebb and flow πŸ™‚

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