In life's grand tapestry, a seamless weave,
A symphony of moments, where shadows heave.
Smoothly we traverse through joy and strife,
Each face embraced, Dancing through the dance of life.
Silken whispers of time, a gentle stream,
Carrying us on, in a seamless dream.
Smooth as satin, the laughter we share,
Echoes of joy, suspended in the air.
Faces change, a kaleidoscope of years
Each smile dissolves our fears.
Smoothly we slip through love's tender touch
Leaving behind imprints, moments that clutch.
Yet, the scars, like etchings on stone,
Tell tales of battles silently known.
Smoothly they weave into the skin,
A testament to the strength within.
Smooth, the passage of suns and moons,
Casting shadows and painting tunes.
In the end, as memories compile,
Scars and smiles, the essence of the mile.
Life's journey, a winding stream,
Smoothly winding through every dream.
In the tapestry of time, scars and smiles,
Each thread a story that smoothly compiles.
About the Creator
The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wiles4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
This was such a wonderful poem! I loved it!
i can feel that should have changed topic slightly