Thursday, December 16, 2010


If love is a vast sea
Can it be nirvana
As it is oblivion
Noisy as it is silence
Calm, harmonious as it
Softly brushes the beach
Stormy, tumultuous as it
Angrily smashes the rocks
Pulled by the moon
To ebb 
Tricked by the sun
To neap
Yet every day
High and low tides
Bring magic
To our landlocked lives
Hidden behind
The smiles 
We try to suppress
As we feel the joy
Of those so brave
They dare to ride 
In the tube
Of love’s giant waves.


human being said...

and it's in stormy seas that we become good sailors...

beautiful piece!

Peter Greene said...

Last time I went bodysurfing, I got pummeled and near drowned. It wwas fun, though.

Romantic Poetess said...

Same thing happened to me and I choked on all the sand that became imbedded in my mouth.