~~~Soul Nestling ~~~

Don of Conscious Living blogspot blown a mystic poetic breeze…sparks of sands with tide …yes it was Magic at the Water's Edge It is the tide that gives birth to the grains of sand
...that become the beach
...that welcomes the tide's daily coming and going.
And all of this is moved by light
...with the sun by day and the moon by night.
And so is life
...as each moment is born
...as the timeless tide of love washes over it
...giving the light something to reflect upon.
And we find ourselves
...mere grains of sand on the beach of life
...created each moment by love.

copyright DON

…so my soul nestled between the grains …

** BeaChes Of My MemOry **
Originally uploaded by *PiNk PaNtHeR*.

It’s the tide that touch the sand
Droplets pearls stir the beach
Countless grains that finds homey bed
Open skies are numinous roof
Moving clouds, mural paintings
Decorates this open home
When shawls of night falls
Igniting stillness with stars
An ambience to fall asleep
With peaceful joy remains awake
Napping between the tide
I found my home
Nestling in between the grains
So I can listen to voice of peace
That lingers in shore
Between the tide and sands

Nasra Al Adawi 2006

Do visit Don blogspot to read more of his poetry or to comment on his poem above. The first photo belongs to Don

Many thanks to the 2nd photo of *PiNk PaNtHeR* on 4 Oct '06 in flickr.com