Sea Anemone and Musk Rose Bloom
In that harmonic sphere of ebb and flow,
where turbid tide pool shadows catch the day,
ensconced upon her rock, she gently sways
in blushing shades and sighs a plaintive air.
Ensnared by pale, cold tentacles of fate,
her aimless, distraught thoughts in silence dwell,
until her sacred lays rise up on wings--
and find long-sought release in sun burnt cries.
And just by chance, a lovely musk-rose blooms,
sequestered in her blue, congenial spot,
sets out to breathe wild air upon the waves,
where lonely petals gently float away.
