Increase the murmur of your roar
Unbound force of eternally shifting worlds
Let the tides roll on heartbroken mounds
Banks of tears washed ashore
Your beauty captivates, breathless
Rendering young boys old, and old souls agape
Time immemorial bows beneath your shadows
Power to harness a million mournful moons
Many a few have wasted away in your waters
Embraced by the depths of the unspoken
Cradled softly by the currents
Of old wounds, and songs of solace
Kneeling in your wake, the last respite
Trembling hands, bracing for the breaker
As the rage subsides, glistening in the sun
You’ve taken him back, gentle in your favour
© 2019 Lilith Ember All Rights Reserved
Letters For My Lovers 
These two Odes to the Sea very much remind Me of Pablo Neruda. You’re a brilliant soul Lilith, truly.
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I do love Pablo Neruda. Thank you Jeffrey, your comments always bring a smile to my face.
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Listen. I saw the 200th thing yesterday and just grinned. Ditto on that smiling thing
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Haha! Ah, I’m glad you liked it. 😘
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(y) !
Well…
Envie de voyager après cette lecture…
Miss G
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