A Sea of Senses ©
In anticipation to "Aerial"
Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2005
Strings and blackbirds
on the edge of my soul, melting
like flowers in the sun;
is that the wind
from our Atlantic side?
That sonic wave
embraced our
home -
a sea of keys in
a keyhole,
smooth symphony
invisible.
I paint our world
in hues of panoramic blue -
seagulls, starlings
colour my brush;
life is raining on
this canvas,
all my
demons returned
to dust.
I've kept you there,
close to my heart,
you,
simple voice,
so
beautiful.
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