Turquoise liquid finger tips
Tug the tide homeward,
Tipping this fragile balance –
As the sky’s fire falls to slumber,
The stars are waking-
And the hands that
see the greatest depths,
Woven of algae and wisdom-
Paint the stillness of peace.
Turquoise liquid finger tips
Tug the tide homeward,
Tipping this fragile balance –
As the sky’s fire falls to slumber,
The stars are waking-
And the hands that
see the greatest depths,
Woven of algae and wisdom-
Paint the stillness of peace.