"Sea Waves" - a poem by AngelMercury, written on March 8, 1999
I stroll the seashore,
Listening for breezes of the future.
I put a shell to my ear,
Hearing the voices of the past.
The waves tell of many things,
They bring roses and broken glass.
Talk to the sea - it whispers,
Too many memories of things past.
There is a trail to the setting sun,
Teasing from the cold waves.
A ripple lights up the dark,
A faint reminder of future tides.