Who Am I Then?

2015-02-26 11.49.02

 

When I stand
On the edge
Of the barren cliffs

When my eyes
Reflects the wild
Of the roaring sea

When I touch
The quiet grace
Of a mystical rainbow

When I listen
To the harmonies
Of the howling wind

When I disappear
Into the spiralling
Mist of sea-spray

Who am I then?

But the roar of the still
Carried on forgotten wings
To the sound of ancient dreams

~

2 comments

  1. kiwiskan says:

    absolutely lovely – ‘Who am I then’. A question we all need to ask, and a great photo…

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    • Thank you, much! It was stunning to be so close to the elements yesterday. Maybe I should retitle it to ‘Who am I then?’ (I just did, thanks for the inspiration 🙂 ) I agree, some questions are good to ask more than once in a while….

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