Sunday, July 15, 2012

Without walls

Where is my hilltop haven
where the skyline reaches down
to mingle with the waters?

The cloud pillows floating
in the blue vastness

No walls to lock me in
glass lined sanctuary

Seagulls for company
with no handouts but bread
crumbs of leftover feelings

There I could wrap myself
within my thoughts
and send them soaring out
with the tide....

Dispersed everywhere
with nothing left but peace

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