Guardian

In ocean of sands
Survival;
Silent stance, feet in
Firestones;
Lone beach guardian

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Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

22 thoughts on “Guardian”

  1. beautiful words…and that lone guardian there? abounds in our place…they call our place the coconut town.. 🙂

    🙂

  2. Refreshingly cool poem!! 😉
    Love to see the coconut trees swaying in the breeze…this one seems to have done its share too 🙂

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