Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Rock, sea and sky, what more could I ask for

The stillness, oh, the stillness

Where birds dare not fly, the air undisturbed

My heart slows in memory of a time unspoken

The quickening begins as I step into the salty sea

My mind invaded with primitive thoughts

An old-time movie, how long has it played there

How many minds have changed, standing here?

Did they notice time playing before their eyes?

Am I the only fool to stand wrapped in stillness?

My mind damaged by no sound entering

No help to rearrange my thoughts

What do I take back from this strange place?

Will it be renewed stillness of mind

to carry me through the remainder of my life…

©anitadawes