Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Crashing Waves
The day lights up like a burning torch inside dark caves
calm ripples get ready for soaring and crashing waves.
Sunlights explode and spew out like a party champaign
Spirit of ruffled sea flows into crashing waves.
Carved through the path of time, tracing across golden sand
the endless shores are shaped, sparkling in crashing waves.
No other forces shall refresh or kindle my soul
more than the power and grace of ocean's crashing waves.
Bound in dance with the moon, an icy mass of glow, are
rising up to tap on star-specked night - the crashing waves.
calm ripples get ready for soaring and crashing waves.
Sunlights explode and spew out like a party champaign
Spirit of ruffled sea flows into crashing waves.
Carved through the path of time, tracing across golden sand
the endless shores are shaped, sparkling in crashing waves.
No other forces shall refresh or kindle my soul
more than the power and grace of ocean's crashing waves.
Bound in dance with the moon, an icy mass of glow, are
rising up to tap on star-specked night - the crashing waves.
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