Monday, 30 March 2015

Spirits of the Sea

The sadness of a lost soul
set adrift across a stormy sea
travel forth to distant shores
be at one and yet set free

Through hardship, loss or trauma
scarred from battles that abound
seeking now tranquillity
riding the waters without a sound

The moon peeps down through the cloud
its beams streak across the ocean
revealing the crests from each new wave
spurred on by its flowing motion

A soul with no destination
no rudder to guide its way
using only light of sun and moon
destiny unsure for it has no say!

Drifting on currents that pass by
these lost souls will for ever dwell
set free to be spirits of the sea
let them be, don't break the spell!

© Lissie Bull 2015

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