quirkyblue

Be still pause linger for a moment catch the magic in a falling raindrop capture the miracle of the first sunray celebrate the smell of morning tea. Talk to the wandering clouds Chase a rainbow Tweet back to the birds Let a butterfly alight on your shoulder live love laugh Bring back the magic the wonderment the wow

How I yearn for the lonesome sea rushing, roaring, rolling perpetually What does it ponder? what does it pray? Is there hope or just dismay? Alive n' kicking or plain frustrated Are its dramatics authentic or narrated? Is the blue sky its only audience? Colouring it with its own moods and vibrance? How I wish I were lost in the breeze No voice, no murmur, no 'thanks you', no 'please' Dance if I could with all that is me Joining the sea and the sky, break free! Languages abound but I want no words Just want to drown in a sense of purpose...