the sea was grievous grey
under a sky of blushing coral
and as I breathed these hues
they morphed, and I saw
sky and sea melt seamlessly into
a monotone quietude of greyness
I stopped in my tracks, my toes alerted
to the change underfoot – it was as if
compelled by some cosmic cue
the teeming sand crabs had disappeared
my antennae reached beyond the sigh
of the wavelets’ lapping and heard
the chorus of feathered critters fall
silent for the night
I stood with held breath, seduced, suffused,
by the immensity of the moment
how fulfilment could possibly
than in an earth-instant
Photo credit – another stunner from my friend Carol Brandt. A different beach; same tones, same mood.
4 thoughts on “the sea was grievous grey”
Smiling – such a sweet comment! Thank you dear Leelah.
Thank you for this exquisite poem ~ I also find such moments standing at the edge of the earth, enveloped by the sea’s momentary mood…..and carried beyond the emotion…..to this ineffable silence.
Even as the cormorants and gulls cry out, the inner hush is felt. The timeless refuge you paint so well with words. Much love Dear Friend ~
Thank you for sharing your beautiful words dear Shira – oh I love the “timeless refuge”. That’s where we meet, and melt. With love always – ml