Living Tides

Caught
in the
ebb
&
flow
of
Life...

I'm
Washed...
Close
to
Shores
I've been to
many times before...
&
Back
again...

Caught
in a
drift
I wait
for
the Tide
to bring
Me
In...

And it does
Inevitably...
But,
just when I
think
I'm
reaching Shore...
It pulls me
Back...
Out...
Again...

Saturday 13th July 2013

12.56pm

A Soul's Freedom

Mighty & Gentle,

He stands;
Patiently shifting,
Foot to foot.
This Wise Soul of the Jungle.
He lets them play,
Caparison, Crown & Curb Him,
while
He relives his days
of
Freedom -
Felling trees,
Stripping their sweet bark,
Slaking His thirst
& Frolicking in swollen rivers...
Their chains can't enslave Him...