Borderland

Sunset over the ocean

I don’t write too many rhyming things, and when I do, they tend to be odd rhythms, like this. But I’m rather fond of this one.

BORDERLAND

Field of daisies
butterfly clocks
turn in time with the sun;
I am running to meet you
down by the water
where trails of light meld into one
which leaps ‘cross the ripples
and into tomorrow
where the waves reach up to the sky
and the golden of daylight
meets the purple of twilight–
we stand watching night drawing nigh.

There’s a hush on this moment
one golden moment
I am caught in a moment with you;
With my hand in your hand
we walk back through daisies,
asleep now–awaiting their dew.
The sun clocks have stopped
as though time has ceased:
we walk on eternity’s shore.
In the blue-velvet darkness
I am awestruck by beauty;
my heart is too full to take more.

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