April 15, 1912

He stands on the pier of an ocean

The silence within an angels embrace, holds the warmth of a child not afraid to smile and laugh. The thoughts of two across the ocean, stir the heart’s intention of a smiling God.
The wind begins to hustle and raise the tides and waves …
The voyage starts … sooner than she realizes… will she be afraid? He stands on the pier of an ocean, soaked with salt and barnacles. He waits, listens and loves.

Published by πŸŒ™ Crescent Moons πŸŒ™

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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