Restless Soul


Restless Soul

The last fire of the day

Sinks into the embrace of the horizon

In which my souls’ reflection plays

The winds sweep by with mournful sighs

Unquiet leaves fluttering

Flightless and falling

From a tree whose arms spread empty

Falling stars, extinguished flames

Against the moons’ pull

The tide, is descending

The fates may take you far away

But as the pebbles washed to the sea

You will once again, return to me

Just as my restless soul

Will still return to thee

© Ann Bagnall and AnnieB222.wordpress.com, 2013.

Point Reyes National Seashore. California. USA

 

 

 

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