When our phone conversation ended, I started typing and here's what landed on the screen. This ones for you MIKEE;-)
Soul entranced by any and many... other than youBe still my friend, for it's almost the endOf this short journey taken by the long roadaway from home and closer to the sunIt's bright in the warmth of her beamsIndeed the clouds try to win over this light of dayBillowing in their beckoning wayEnraptured in the trance of suchAs the 7th sea meets her oceans mouthI'm crying out...Like a gull for its next mealSaunter South in these months of coldI shall find the warmth on blind rock beds and shallow shoresJust like the sound of tides ebb and flowI'm running so far from edgeI can no longer see the white caps telling me to come homeTantalized by the succulent nectar fruit growing on branch-less treesI'm warned of frost being nearMy shoes are lace- lessand my head close to facelessWander I do, through the thick of night and moons whispered breezeAll of these years have turned over leavesFalling down and landingIn every direction of my compass roseHeld in hand, enclosed in tattered wearI'm searching for stars on landRoaming fields with few slivers of golden grass bladesDried by the heat of the sunSummers end is growing pastBrilliant she was and soon she will be againNurturing the flower and her open bloomA scent I yearn forOver mountains and valleys divineI'm coming around the dips and turnsJust to get a glimpse of her statureBrimming over me like warm Sunday coffeeShe's fast and seldom furious in her waysLike mother nature naturalHer name is soul and she lives eternalLike everlasting gobstopper infinityAbsorbent like sea spongeKeeping me on the search for endless...
ENDLESS
"All of these years have turned over leaves, Falling down and landing in every direction of my compass rose" Freakin brilliant Heathery!!!
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