Alone with the wind

Alone with the Wind
 
 
 
Alone with the wind and the sky
face to face with the rough sea,
the more I stare it seems to me
that I would be able to fly.
To fly with all the clouds so white
across the widespread sea in the light.
 
 
Alone with the sky and the gale
at the shore in brightening sun
my thoughts drift as they often have done
when remembrance tells me a tale.
I greet you with every cloud so white
across the wind beaten sea in the light.
 
 
Alone on the sands amidst dunes
I‘m dreaming in a sunny pit
feeling the warmth of the grit
and listening to the surf‘s old tunes
I vividly see other clouds so white
above a garden in summer light.
 
 
© I. Beddies

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