Songbirds chirp in divine symphony
Lazy waves lap up the smooth sandy floor
Opaque liquid flows effortlessly
Between languishing orbs
Nestled, here, there and everywhere
Cool winds rush through delicate extensions
Passionately tickling each unfurling leaf
Such bold strength
How do they manage to hang on?
Wait, I hear… Release… Ah
If only roses could sing!
Curls of wisdom and feathers of joy
Would burst forth… And
Float down from exquisite milky white rings
This place, by the sea
A special place, indeed.
Who would have thought
Seaweed, water, salt and rock…
Would feel so close to heaven?
A delicate place, a sacred space
Earths’ treasures untapped…
Gods’ grace unwrapped.
Photos taken with my iPhone…:)
A very special thank you to Wilma Stewart White who hosted the Annual Evergreen Writers Group Retreat.
Indian Point, Nova Scotia
11 July 2017