Would it be too hard
convincing you that you should
come along with me?
To the Hebrides;
searching the Isle of Harris
in concert gently;
The oneness of two
Dreamers drifting in currents -
whispering secrets -
Embracing each day
with trust and vernal gusto;
those special moments
Winging high above
the brooding Lewisian Gneiss;
hope building bridges-
Can I dream with you
on sandy beaches and lochs,
near moorlands and crofts,
Laughing together
on the white and turquoise sands
of the Luskentyre?
Would you take my hand
and walk with me, without fear,
along unknown paths?
A Monumental Journey Novels
Sheila
like the imagery and affect ...
Be always safe,
Karen
ann
and yet the place names add such a romantic
dimension, they resonate emotionally;
yes, i have my boots on, Richard, so say where
and lead they way.
Your craft's as bright as snow.
John
to walk with you along unknown paths, so long as we can pause
for awhile on the sands of the Luskentyre. -gene.
Regis
I can tell you what a glorious poem this is, the images oh my, and how it has to be the grandest imaginable time for your loved ones who travel with you on these paths...
Blessings,
Christine