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House of wood

Bouncing over my red roof; will be cats and mice
 birds and leaves
The trees all round
 will guard me-
From myself
See the flowers and the sea from my door step-open blue in front of me Surfboard leaning on a chair- with a cup and a puff each day I start , running to the shore soft and warm under my foot – steps, jump in all day
 I can see my garden from the bay: Paths and water, trees and love glows everywhere
 Colourful life inside my wooden house
 The door is wide and low , made of twines and twirls of oak and twig Inviting all in , light shines out
 Fairies: Waterlillys and sea Nellas set the magic, circle the grounds
 flying at ease with the warm breeze,
 swim light right with the movement of the waves.
My back now to the top of the hill
I watch the sun set at the edge of the sea
 as I try to catch before it sinks...
 The hours before the dark...
 To swim back to my door- magic consumed
Warm breathes of mine filled with earth fresh
 I wash the salt right off my skin, now brown and shun , from the day
 Arms up – light robe slips on, barely touching, drapes to the knee
 As I kneel towards the sky-I spread myself –to the world Open up to all

 In my house of wood, in front of the sea.

 Night comes, The stars are full of the sky
  sit outside on my porch
I can hear the waves nearby, one by one by one each his own sound, to each his own sand, I decide to explore the night- is calling me towards the shore, What life lies below , in the shadows of the water, the shadows of the stars.
 walking, barefoot down the hill, a bit crocked is the way –leads me round the bush to my destination
 Sailboat's flag, not a move, not much wind, just a bit.
 Tomorrow will be warm; Ithink and smile at the thought of another day in the sun
 Moon Right on top of my head, spot light keep on searching.
 Exploring the night , behind me is light follows me
  Nellas and Lillys right by swimming flying close with me
 the souls of whom I've loved walk beside me – I am not alone.

Listen to the silence, the slower the better.

 I am comfortable in the quiet –say only things that need to be heard
 Just listen to the waves-melodies release me free from myself
 Explore the night
 Dogs sniff the fish that lost their way home
  I Look out to where the moon shines on the sea
 Perfectly, Vivid life is-at night
 Full of lights the world had given.

Getting late, lighter the sky behind the stars, taking the night in walk back to my wooden house-the path is clear from the sky I see
  Take my time- smell the petals, watch the sky globe cover me
 Hope to bump in to HIM , accidently, Walk by at the same time-every time.
 Like the sun that shines we meet
 right at the bottom-which way to go now? Reach to each other - He is as well, on his way.

Stay , for a while-lets go explore together what more the night can bring.
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Submitted on November 29, 2012

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