In the shelter by the sea
although the gale is howling
the quiet of the night
will give way to morning
From the darkness of the night
to the first vestiges of morning
the open skies of the south
with the pale blue of the north
As boats come and go
as stars move in
their never-ending orbits
as the years progress
In the shelter by the sea
Nothing stays the same
the years are telling
as you bravely carry on
I still can't tell the future
but then, who can?
Winter is here for now
but spring is due soon
Sophia (19)
As the light returns
it reminds me
how you yearned
for the end of the dark
Although it's cold
snow now melts
the ocean sends
its distant winds
You oft were cold
to be close to nature
to feel her close by
under bare foot
Now that the airwaves
are silent
of your voice
your songs remain recorded
Recorded in my mind
remain the memories
of you
and your companion
You've passed
through the dark
out of the cold
to the everlasting light
Under the Southern Cross
and the Pole Star
we now know
you, mermaid, swim
One day, she
the black one by your side,
will join you
from the Rainbow Bridge
A bright star you remain
touching the lives of many
still, even now
we will not forget
it reminds me
how you yearned
for the end of the dark
Although it's cold
snow now melts
the ocean sends
its distant winds
You oft were cold
to be close to nature
to feel her close by
under bare foot
Now that the airwaves
are silent
of your voice
your songs remain recorded
Recorded in my mind
remain the memories
of you
and your companion
You've passed
through the dark
out of the cold
to the everlasting light
Under the Southern Cross
and the Pole Star
we now know
you, mermaid, swim
One day, she
the black one by your side,
will join you
from the Rainbow Bridge
A bright star you remain
touching the lives of many
still, even now
we will not forget
A call
The wind rattles my window
the rain clatters down
not seen the sun
for some days now
The land of trees
is darkened now
no green just black
their boles rear up
An echo from
the far northwest
from whence
these clouds have come
A voice now gone
from the Empire of Stone
reminds me of
the pale blue skies
The land of trees
I shall come back to
after returning
to the far northwest
the rain clatters down
not seen the sun
for some days now
The land of trees
is darkened now
no green just black
their boles rear up
An echo from
the far northwest
from whence
these clouds have come
A voice now gone
from the Empire of Stone
reminds me of
the pale blue skies
The land of trees
I shall come back to
after returning
to the far northwest
Sophia (18)
New Year is here
the Epiphany
has opened
many an eye
Every now and again
you look over
my shoulder
and smile at me
It is now two months
since you swam away
on the midnight tide
under the northern stars
Every now and again
you visit us
reminding us of
what you once were
Uist is empty
but your voice lives on
and what you created
remains with those you loved
The light is returning
with the winter gales
you would have heaved
a sigh of relief
Your companion awaits
your return, one day,
longer than she might know
but assured - at the Rainbow Bridge
the Epiphany
has opened
many an eye
Every now and again
you look over
my shoulder
and smile at me
It is now two months
since you swam away
on the midnight tide
under the northern stars
Every now and again
you visit us
reminding us of
what you once were
Uist is empty
but your voice lives on
and what you created
remains with those you loved
The light is returning
with the winter gales
you would have heaved
a sigh of relief
Your companion awaits
your return, one day,
longer than she might know
but assured - at the Rainbow Bridge
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