Wind on a cliff top

Cheek to cheek
mooching
and softness
eyes half closed
sharing
private thoughts
on brief reunions...

Exotic dance
and secret song
echoes in their ears
sharing
a chosen bonding
of a few brief years...




Apart for
the most part
solitary & travelling
for thousands of miles
coming back
occasionally
to touch down
on jointly shared Isles...

Looking for truth
making a home
evidence to be
sometimes wide
of the compass mark
then missing
of sharing
and returning to sea
alone...

A swirling and circling
storm clouds threatening
head down
and wings out
natures perfect creation
a survivor...
Wind whipping up a tremendous fuss...

Solitude a sharing
on wing
with untethered seas
battered and buffeted
gales angry
a loss of bearing
no reason to provoke doubt
Love seemingly lost
but on truth forever devout
in sharing...

Rolling waves
white caps
sky clearing
a calming
and homeward bound
to sharing...

The sea
you see
is uncensored
and cannot be
anything other than the sea
truthfully...

And a Love shared
can never
be
a loss...

for the
Wandering Albatross
...

thanks:
- Mum for the postcard
-
angela7dreams
for the image
a pair of albatross