07 September, 2011

Beat Still

The wind off the water blows through the trees,
Beat still my heart for we know what is to come.
I sit in the warmth of the sun with the birds flying free,
Beat still my heart for we are waiting for none.
I watch the crabs scurry at the waters edge,
Beat still my heart for you may very well break.
The waves lap at the waters edge enticing,
Beat still my heart for you are not weak.
I see the water stretch as far as the eye can see,
Beat still my heart we will soon be free.
I listen to the sound of the wind in the moss,
Beat still my heart we will know not loss.
Beat still.
Beat still.


3 comments:

bfarr said...

Beautiful shot of blue.

I am sure your family in MS is drying out by now. We are here at CVDP : )

JO said...

postcard perfect!

~ Jo's Precious Thoughts ~

Mel said...

Excellent, sir.....as always.

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