may my heart
always be open
to little birds
who are the
secrets of
living.
~ e e cummings
always be open
to little birds
who are the
secrets of
living.
~ e e cummings
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Aug 12, 2017 
The sea would call and the birds would wait
for him to come with his pockets full of something to feed.
He would come like the rains running over the expanse of the sky.
The waves came lapping up the miles between them
from the deep horizon to kiss his feet.
The sunlight marked his lank body against the twilight sky.
That was a tryst between him and the sea
and the birds would guard their destiny.
Each bird was the ship of his dream
and the wings were the sails unfurled.
And some days he was the submarine
searching the ocean's floor
for the secrets the earth would hide from men
and reserve for boys who could dream.
Those evenings were great which guided his destiny.
The energy filled his days.
He chiseled his ways
with intuition
that the sea was for him and he was for the sea.REPLY Aug 12, 2017
I couldn't resist reading immediately your
beautiful poem +Sushama Karnik ....
If I want to pick a beautiful verse to show
my appreciation I would have picked each
phrase, each line... but I'll settle for this
"...Searching the ocean's floor
for the secrets the earth would hide from men
and reserve for boys who could dream..."
What could be more beautiful than dreams...
for dreams are given to us for a reason...
Thank you my dear friend for your interest,
care and your soul filled with sensitivity and poetry...
Have pleasant and peaceful evening!REPLY Aug 12, 2017 - +Souheil Ghammachi I would have been disappointed indeed if you had not responded immediately to this poem. It was about the sea and a dreamer.
I liked what you said, "What could be more beautiful than dreams...
for dreams are given to us for a reason"REPLY Aug 12, 2017 - +Sushama Karnik
You knew that I couldn't resist!!!!
You guessed it well.....The sea means a lot to me...
Thank you for pointing out what I said about dreams...
It reflects my way of looking at things...and I was impressed
and deeply touched by your beautiful poem... thank you my friend.REPLY Aug 12, 2017 -
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