Thursday, July 21, 2011

Sea Swings

           -a note to myself

Seats chained
to a top,
whirling dervish-like
over the horizon--
what a feeling:
nothing but
from gravity &
the sea air
rushing gaily
through my hair &
over my skin.

Life can be that way,
if we open the mind
to wind,
to turning,
to the impermanence
of the short ride
over the long haul.

© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen

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