Litrature Week 3; YOUR LOVE IS KING.
Crisp winter air suspended amidst a new dawn
Patiently a waits to greet the sun as it rises above the Eastern horizon
Nature's intercourse; a birth to another morn
While the sea; the approver, sparkles to all.
Like naked lovers explore; so sand and shingle shift
Beyond the surf a pod of dolphins breakfast in its glow
Echoed movements to the sounds of slow Acid-Jazz
An experience of enchantment, to lie fallow,
To enrich one's body, mind and soul.
Contemplate and reflect on life's pangs and pleasures
The Garden of Eden only a dream
To the voice of Sade singing "Your Love Is King".
By Ian Herd
Patiently a waits to greet the sun as it rises above the Eastern horizon
Nature's intercourse; a birth to another morn
While the sea; the approver, sparkles to all.
Like naked lovers explore; so sand and shingle shift
Beyond the surf a pod of dolphins breakfast in its glow
Echoed movements to the sounds of slow Acid-Jazz
An experience of enchantment, to lie fallow,
To enrich one's body, mind and soul.
Contemplate and reflect on life's pangs and pleasures
The Garden of Eden only a dream
To the voice of Sade singing "Your Love Is King".
By Ian Herd