IN DISARRAY…
Old man of the sea,
Held my gaze.
Murmured to me,
What are you doing here?
Today we cross paths,
Earthly thoughts drown,
Smother you in disarray.
Confusion unsettles you.
Stay steady, green mossed eyes,
Tell me your story.
I engraved your whispers,
On my sea weed stone.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“In the end, it’s not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away”.. Shing Xiong
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I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is:
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy,
if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you,
if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand,
rejoice, for your soul is alive".
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...my soul is definitely alive.
Thumbs up on this one Estee. Lovely.
Thank you Jack..
Sea weed stone? Beautiful!
Thanks Tazzy..
This is really beautiful Es-tee.
Thank you Chanel.