Saturday, July 25, 2015


there was a longing in my soul
a cry for the darker places
a seed deeply buried
shyly toying with the light

whispering secrets
my ears could not hear

now the creatures of the sea
and the birds of the air
have merged their humble energies
in welcoming me

cool primordial mists
hauntingly bestow their blessings
and the balm of the bay
pervades every waking moment.

indeed i am home