I wish to be one with the sea.
To leave this life behind.
For each crash upon hardened stone,
To be a victory for the tide.
I want to dissolve into the ocean,
My sanctuary and confidant.
Kind keeper with watchful eyes as I grew,
Merge my life with yours, take this broken heart…
©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Image credit: https://www.deviantart.com/art/Solitude-485942344
The soft, wet, and sandy mud,
Slips through controlled clasped hands.
Drip upon drip creates a castle,
Which always submits to the tides’ demands.
Illuminated night gem.
Cyclically shifting stages,
Holding the tide in submission.
Encouraging the dreamers’ visions.
Inspiring the introspective poet.
Directing eyes to the heavens.
Provoking exploration’s focus.
Illuminating paths abandoned by the day.
Bearer of crystals upon outstretched seas.
Sunrise amidst starlit skies.
Subject to God’s nocturnal biddings.
Reflection upon mirrored lakes.
Casting shadows once unknown.
Spreading its enchanting blue hue.
Leading the lost back home…