In the fading golden light of sunset,
I walk the shores of dreams
The breeze outside the window
rustles through the trees,
reminiscent of the
whispering sound of waves
as they glide across the sand
At times like this,
I feel a quiet yearning
that slips around and through me
like an ocean fog,
enveloping my consciousness
with a tender awakening
I close my eyes
and am transported
to other times and places
There are realms of memory
where colors are scented
with the music
of the changing seasons
This is the place
where forever weaves
peaceful stillness
through the tapestry of
my heart, passion, and soul,
and I open myself to it,
welcoming the renewal
which is always offered here
It surrounds me with a
wondrous radiance
to illuminate the path
of my own becoming,
and I invariably
return to the present
with restored faith
that somewhere in time,
I will walk these shores
forevermore

© Shelley L Flynn
11/2002

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