As Is The Shore Unto The Sea

Those three whispered words

Etched into the soul

At the whim of the wind

Like lightning in the mist

Or falling ribbons of silk

At play with light and shadow

Tracks in the snow

Or spring blossoms

Lazily drifting on the breeze

I offer up my heart

And know in time it shall reveal

That you my love are to me

As is the shore unto the sea

© Ann Bagnall 2014