Blue Morning
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the sea shall always be.-a
July 29 2006 • © • 20 Comments • Categories: [Color] [Landscape] [Terje]
July 29 2006 • © • 20 Comments • Categories: [Color] [Landscape] [Terje]