…
What shall we lace
or trace
or erase
into tumbled sand?
What will we keep
burn deep
spill, steep
with trembled hands?
One desire shines on,
deep indigo true:
That I would always
know You
in all this
…………..blue.
…
…
What shall we lace
or trace
or erase
into tumbled sand?
What will we keep
burn deep
spill, steep
with trembled hands?
One desire shines on,
deep indigo true:
That I would always
know You
in all this
…………..blue.
…
This was more than lovely, it was beautiful, serene and polished.
*sigh*
Oh my, that title. Perfect reworking of “lakeside.” (swoon)
The last five lines gave me chills. SO spot on. Love this piece and message.
This is a great beach poem, and the sentiment at the end the “You” — the creator of it all — very well done!
p.s. also love the title 🙂