Dunk Island
This is where blue was born
This is the heart of wandering,
The beginning of the smiling world
Made by some goddess
Long before sea knew land
Or earth knew sky
The shells whisper her secrets
And the sleeping stones
Remember her songs.
The sands beneath
Her ebbing tide
Are clean and golden
In the sun’s first ray
And the returning sea
Leaves on your hands
The memory of happiness.
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Nice poem, the picture used in this post reminded me my beach holidays with my close friends. good job.
Hi Selena, yes, images (and music) can trigger powerful memories.
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