time in a bottle

by

Anne Strausser

The morning dew carressed the buds
of the bonsai tree.
That fell into harmony within
the rippling currents of the sea.
Shadows of the seaguls roaming within the sky free.
lovers exchanging woos within the sand.
and wondering when such a pleasure
will enlighten me.
as the tides slowly intigue the slope of the bonsai tree.
I sit alone and wonder as my dreams
abundantly flee.
Such a romantic plot,
the ocean, the sand, and the beauty of the bonsai tree.
As I feel within me the suttle harmony.
That the harbour of your dreams,
won't be lost at sea.
But it's the harmony that sparks a intriguing glee.

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