Music of the Waves

Music of the waves

As the music of the waves

washed over me

like dancing wolves

wildly undulating to the flow

I smelled the mixed broth of the sea

I tasted the flavour of the waves

Like salt wash on my tongue

I touched the froth

And it melted away

Like a sunset in my hand

Gone

I wonder where did it really go

A memory lost to the sea

A memory of the sea

The constant sea

Who will always remember

When we forget

Who lives in tune with the moon

Who in turn, Lives in tune with the sun

Flow on music

                                                            Music flow on.........                        

◄ The Weeping Willow

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Tom

Wed 18th Mar 2020 15:24

Some lovely lines here, nicely contemplative of all those transient moments. Great writing.

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