The sea. Holds a kind of mysterious charm. Dangerous even. And it drew me like a magnet.
Walking along the beach. Learning lessons from the waves.
Swimming in the saltwater. Riding the waves.
Listening. The rhythm of the waves.
Perhaps this is what it sounded like when we were in our mother’s womb. Perhaps this is what makes the sea so comforting.
I was at the sea today and I learnt how to walk on water.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Did you know there are 43 trillion possible arrangements of the Rubik's Cube? I'm convinced this must be the number that can help me define my self. Go figure!
dEliRiuM
I am a child of the night
My name was formerly Delight
In the chaos I wander, out of sight
My soul has sunk to the depths, risen to the heights
I am sister of Dream
My trail leads you to a bubbling stream
Under the stars, I catch a moonbeam
My soul remembers to sing, to breathe, to sigh, to scream
dEliRiuM is me
Learning to be free
Let go of me
Don’t let go of me
My name was formerly Delight
In the chaos I wander, out of sight
My soul has sunk to the depths, risen to the heights
I am sister of Dream
My trail leads you to a bubbling stream
Under the stars, I catch a moonbeam
My soul remembers to sing, to breathe, to sigh, to scream
dEliRiuM is me
Learning to be free
Let go of me
Don’t let go of me
MoMenTs paSt
mOmENts iN TiMe
cOnNecT @
fRieNDs oF dEliRiuM
copyright 2007-2013 by jcjc
1 comment:
I visit the sea most days!
Totally invigorating experience!
Love the poetry which has been written with the sea as inspiration too!
Post a Comment