Tuesday, April 15, 2008


I can hear your voice
whispering
As the sea roars
and splashes all around me

I can feel your soft
caress
As the sun warms my back
and the wind teases my hair

The cool, clear water
trapped
Between the rocks
Mirrors my smile
as you smile through the clouds

My soul is at rest in the
thundering
The sea-spray
sprinkles me with joy

I love it here
Because
I can hear you

2 comments:

Jonathan said...

Very nice. A Rebekah original?

Jonathan said...

This is probably a stupid question, but have you discovered the band Iona yet? I think that you would like them if you haven't. This poem kind of reminds me of one of their songs.