Every now and then
someone comes a long and knocks you off your feet
in all the best ways.
I had posted this image and a few others from last weeks
trip to the big lake over on FB. Much to my surprise a beautiful poem was
waiting for me in the guest comments underneath this image. I was moved,
in all the best ways.
Good things must be shared.
Of the waves
washing, washing,
the land away,
...
slowly, slowly
an island make.
in summer light
surging, surging
a mist refresh
in fall twilight
foaming, foaming
a bitter crest.
cold winter comes,
sweeping, sweeping
snow and ice
tossing, tossing
onto rocks.
flowing, flowing
over again
a sheath of cold
swirling, swirling
petrified smooth
against rocky shore
holding, holding
the shape, of the coastline
like a glove.
Written by Emily McFarlane
One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.
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