A covert sun swims upward from the sea She hears the summoning of morning song The roses in her hair rise up and grow
into a hair band she flings to the world
I am here to watch the world complete a glowing coral sea bath on the beach and you, my dancing flame of discontent, throw shells at gulls that only seek to vent the joy of another day that brings escape from darkness and a chance to wing pure white exuberance across the sky
How differently it seems our worlds have leapt till even beauty pauses in regret as we, who once ran laughing in the sea now search for dreams the other cannot see
This is beautiful. It warms the heart and pulls the corners of the mouth into a smile. There is a subtle luxury in your words that I love to soak in; like a hot tub after a grueling day...relaxing and luxurious.
One who can, one who can't see. And probably thinks the problem is with the one who van see. Is this not ogten the way. You Phibby show a remarkable grasp. And what is even more amazing know how to capture it beatifully.
"as we, who once ran laughing in the sea
now search for dreams the other cannot see"
I like the description. Leading the reader in a search and discovery mission in the words. I like the ending. Need new dreams to replace the one's we lost. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
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