early evening cutting strawberries open window sound of birds singing praise
Soulful Image Posts
Walking in a field of tall grass dancing in the wind cold against my face like the field in Ireland where my grandfather once roamed
The sea is calm and quiet Its surface smooth as glass The sun sets in the distance A fiery ball of brass
The waves roll in and out Their rhythm soft and slow I sit and watch in silence As the day begins to go
The breeze is cool and gentle Whisking through my hair I breathe the salty air and forget about my cares
In this moment of stillness I feel a sense of peace The world around me fades away And my worries start to cease
For here, by the sea's edge I find a sense of grace And though the night may come I know that I can face.
So let the waves keep rolling And the sun keep sinking low For in this moment, all is well And I am content to go
what is one to do when not the person they use to be defined by society oh my, oh me I am free
In my head Postcards Moments past Friends, places, loves... Stirred emotions Postcards In my mind