Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Wafting,
breezes brush
across my sun-drenched face,
Tresses tossed by humid,salty air,
In awe, breath shallow, helpless in my orbit,
I watch, as watery depths seem to swallow whole
His brilliant light, and cast these glistening golden sands
to inky darkness; distant shores replay, and play again
the steady rising and descent; life-force sustaining,
Incredible, incomparable, inexorable,
Mere mortals bearing silent witness,
We are but passing whispers
Echoing through
Time.