Blanket of Clouds

Where your blanket of clouds meets the sunrise,

I see my dreams, a distant place

where peace fills my restless soul,

where I am whole again, I’m safe

The demons can no longer haunt me,

I’m home, I’ve been set free

Where your blanket of clouds meets the sunrise,

I glimpse a piece of all that might be.

~Sarah Elle Emm

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Blind hands

  

Voice on the Wind…

  

Peace

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Drift with me

Drift

Watching you, watching the water

Snowy Egret

Snowy Egret

Snowy Egret

 

 

The day is here,

The people pass,

Hurrying down the shore.

There are sights to see,

Things to do,

Always hungry for more.

Look for dolphins,

Look for boats,

Some must exercise.

But urgency is not for you,

Patient bird with yellow eyes.

 

You calmly watch the gentle waves

And rarely even move.

The world goes on,

Breezing past,

Hardly noticing you.

 

Yet something beckons me to pause,

Admire your intricate design.

I take a deep and cleansing breath

As people keep passing you by.

 

I think I’ll sit here for a few,

Reflect and learn from the watcher.

There’s something strangely magical,

watching you, watching the water.

 

 

~Sarah Elle Emm