Water transformed,
rises from ocean,
unseen to dwell in ethers.
Time in heavens unseen world,
she, transformed again,
luminescent, descends.
With open arms,
Earth absorbs, nurtures.
Longing, searching;
where is home?
Where is ocean?
Shivery snow,
iridescent ice,
lake, freshwater rest,
trickling stream,
raging rivers,
searching,
moving,
seeking ocean.
Home again!
This brings me joy…. in the reading, in the flow and rhythm, in the paths it sends me down. I’ve read a lot of poetry recently, (once I realized I was a poet), and this is easily one of my favorites. Thank you!
Thank you my friend. I really wasn’t sure whether anyone would like this at all. It’s quite simple. Sometimes things come to you and you just have to write – with no analysis – just write.
Wonderful, just wonderful, John. Do write more poetry for us. I love this! And isn’t the picture perfect for it. Sending a blue ribbon and big hug, love, too, pat
Awesome!