Pondering Sea


Settle in a wave, surrounded by celestial blue and white.

Your fingers edge the spacious sea until the sun sleeps.

The moon whispers lullabies as the waves slowly dream.

Motionless water wraps around your weightless self, a feeling of complete serenity.

Your curious eyes spread to the corners of the world till the edge of the sea is heard.

Your skin smoothed by the crystal sky called blue of light, mirrors trapped under the gentle sea.

Carried far from your home,you are steered towards the land where bees suckle honey dew.

The waves calmly set you on the beach with wind at half mast, leaving you to ponder, am I home at last?

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Lions on a Main

Lions on a Main

Lions on a Main

Do what’s morbid, like a twisted string around my neck, kissing black sails while watching ships quietly wreck.

The cries of hopeless human demise, clouds bring a cover to shade this grace of lies.

We are kings, lords of a nation.

This cliff we stand on harbors death.

Our crowns darken against the winds.

Manes flowing in this eerie storm.

Hear us call upon the deafening mist, let the water swallow your ship with our approving kiss.

Repentance cannot save your faithless heart, commanding the sea to commit it’s dreary part.

Waves crash against rock.

The fleets cripple on our main.

Us kings watch with all of our grace.

Imagine sea and stone and nothing more, Lions on a main, Kings left in mythologic lore.