Sunday, March 14, 2010


Subterranean Tide

at approximately 3:00 pm
eastern standard time
I feel the shore line
it rolls in and washes over
a self playing with sand
some days it rushes in rapidly
flooding soft green eyes
and crimson cheeks
and the sea, the sand, the waves
are all one force pulling me
into the same existence
residing among a willful cosmos
sitting on a bench in an ocean park

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 03/14/2010 at 8:37 am est

1 comment:

  1. this is great, not overdone, just right, its simplicity arrouses the complexity of existence and yet returns to the place we started from, T.S. Eliot said that after all our exploration is done we will have returned to the place we started from and know it for the first time.

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