Submerged!
Buried alive!
your Voice,
your Courage,
your Original Face.
Do not despair.
No one to blame.
Nothing forever lost.
Never to late.
Life has her mysteries,
rhythm,
and timing.
Your Treasure Trove
now recovered,
bring it up –
slowly,
tenderly –
from The Ocean’s Floor.
Open with curiosity,
reclaim
your Voice
your Courage,
your Original Face.
vibrant blue-green
scattered, tangled algae
sweet scent and taste of salinity.
it is breezy
I feel such delicious tranquility
in my beautiful sanctuary.
infinity – sea, sky: where the line?
whoosh..
the waves: a soothing, rhythmic melody.
afar, a lone boat sails by mystically, quietly.
above, fly and sing, the seagulls;
within, my Soul so very thank-full!
burgeoninc 