Monday, April 10, 2006


Soft peaceful mother, clothed in silken dress,
Whisper so softly, so sweetly
Amidst the gulls cries of Eastern shore

Ancient, timelesss, wrapped in white,
Sometimes frozen snow
From great void you stretched,
Giving Birth to us all.

Remind me now, of seas deep breath,
Pounding, rythm slow,
This is not heartbeat, here this flow,
But the soft sweet touch of leth

And the rememberance that,
In time, all things,
Shall come to pass.


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