Deep blue skies
Circle around the hills so red
On the horizon, minuet
Mountains so perfectly shaped
Fields of whey, soft and cozy
As I watch the hour glass
Free me with every passing grain of sand
An hour, love is patience!!!!!!
As the sands of the sea
Envelope my emotions..  Surrounding me.. Slowly
Quiet, the sea makes my way known
As she makes me feel the vanity of her passions
Inside I feel that she is all that I need to be satisfied
But then I remember my Lord, Who was so horribly crucified

By ~Ryan Richard Thompson  ©2001