Oceans, Poetry

On Oceans, a shell, pages that don’t turn, a day that never is……….

The Beloved’s i.e. Divine kisses are better than wine , says the Bible….

A kiss placed on the pain deep and a kind word on another ache…..

A pebble writes in eternity, while waves are formed…

Do oceans make poetry or poems cause oceans
Doesn’t matter

Its Eternity!

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Oceans, Poetry, Eternity

Not a there

An amiable hovering of undefinable and yet known,

There are shells that echo on the shore, here.

The being here,..not desolate mountains or deserted plains
A here, where the heart will never need to empty out the coils of aching.

When oceans don’t turn their pages, and pens live on their shore for long

Here, in an accepting of life

Shells yet echo your poems.

Each word opened as liberated clouds
Rains ..

Love finds you …here
Here, where the pen never embarked to void forever