Walking

On the silver sands

I walk into the water.
In crystal waters, I immerse
And glide to the unknown.
Into a sea of verse

Sanguine feelings coursing through
My veins spell a pure delight.
Crystal waters merge into the blue.
My spirits are in free flight.

Filtered streams of sunshine
Drift through the springtime air
the silver threaded shoreline
Reflects the glimmered glare

Peace and hope permeate the scene.
Zephyrs crease mirrored waters.
Elements naturally convene
And wash the seaside altars.

Darkened dreams drift away.
washed clean by golden light
Birds sweep low across the bay.
then disappear into the night

Verdant trees bow down and shade
fringes of the shore and sand
light and dark cut by a blade
held by an unseen hand.

Marine vistas disappear
across the curved horizon
sea mists reappear
Apparitions in clear vision

Walking on the silver sands
Crystal waters leave behind.
Life’s loose strands.
I am Left crowding in my mind.

©

David Rudder
2022

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