Waves Of Passion  
 
A playful breeze is rustling
through a field of golden wheat,
playing soft and gentle music
to the creatures at it’s feet.

Then swirling in a dizzy waltz
with leaps and breathless dips,
it dances o’er the treetops
to kiss the air with salty lips.

It lands where rolling waves
caress the sandy beach,
and wrap themselves around
each rock within their reach.

The ebb and flow continues
as they begin to pick up speed,
to curl, and crest and dive
with thundering need.

Then the wind sweeps o’er the water
gliding on the open wings 
of the gracefully floating gulls
that circle as they sing.

At last it skims across the ocean
as the passions softly flow
towards the next horizon
in the sunset’s radiant glow. 





                        september 2002

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