Speak to me oh Mother of mine
Whisper my name in the waves
Allow me to come home
To begin again intentionally
Your labor of love surrounds me
This journey of reclamation
Painless as I shed the last
Bastion of societal restraint
To fully surrender myself
As you guide and nurture my spirit
In the flight of the bird overhead
I am reminded that in life we
Soar above life’s trials
As the turtle crawls from land to sea
I am reminded that we are grounded to each other
In the waves that kiss my body
I am reminded that passion comes and goes
In the pregnant white clouds far off in the distance
I am reminded that even as we are filled with hope
And awe, we are to be mindful to pause and give thanks
In the sand that peppers my skin and under girds me
I am reminded that no one-grain of sand makes a beach
Just as no one human makes humanity
As I watch people in pursuit of the same re-birth
I rejoice as their childhood returns to them
Playful and free once again
!Libertad Mother, Libertad!
copyright 2004 Rose Limong!
More please.
blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed
First I know your love of the ocean and also I know this was something here you had given much serious thought and I am glad you took your first step and from your write here it was everything you had hoped for as an experience of a rebirth. Excellent words to describe how you felt on this first step here.
Hope the rebirth continues to grow within you.
Tommy
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Love Tinka
Carmen :-)
This is an experience extraordinaire, expressed in
the same manner.
Excellente, and most invigorating to the mind.
Yes Andy it does LOL.
Love
~Contesse~
Another gem from your quill my friend ....
Love
Peter
In the sand that peppers my skin and under girds me
I am reminded that no one-grain of sand makes a beach
Enjoyed...Fletcher B
P.S. If you do take any pictures of the seagulls, please keep them for prosperity…lol.
excellent write.....
Does sand ("Andy no")
So feeling liberated and carefree, yes passion on a birthday suit beach would be of concern...
fun fun fun, in the sun sun sun..