Crashing waves

Sometime he’d sail away and not come back

to get lost in the spell of the sea breeze

as his weary heart to firm faith would tack.

If nowhere my humble sailing boat meandered,

would it still be possible to decipher

the rushing waves’ best-kept secrets?, he wondered,

for they’re the untiring sea messenger pigeons

that fervently heading for the blurred coast

in a frothy whisper complete their mission.

So the wet sand and the fragance it causes

are able to indefatigably unscramble

each of its noble words and silent pauses.

Image from Saatchi Art (“Crashing waves” by Luci Power)

16 comments

  1. Absolutely fascinating and magnificent!!! 😍🌊🌊🌊 I love it, your wonderful poems and writings touch my heart!!! ❤️
    I send you a very big hug full of affection and have a great Sunday!!! 😘🤗❤️💖💐🌹

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