The tide

Shine me inside out

flow drop by drop

back to the sea

disappear into the wave

be a waxing face

my thoughts

are free

strew them off and back again

adorned with shelves of all kind

the sound of the water

brings them nearby

with a whisper

in my ear.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

Dedicated to Iris Van de Casteele