Conbrio
Mica Schists |
Mica fragments in the silky sands Surf, swish sounds on a stark shore Surly ocean waves against the white Craggy rocks jutting ecstatically to a blue void Hot sun on my back burning Turning I see the reflection of my life In the reflecting mica mirrors Fragments of magic in wild mad moments of earth's play Dancing, turning, caught in the swirl of the surf Moments of ecstasy, despair, love, hate, birth, death Mica schists caught in the tide turning Ebbing, flowing always vital, alive Fragments of mica reflecting a dozen lives in one Copyright © July 16, 1999 Michael David Coffey |
