Things so beautiful, memories of
by Thomas Wayne Foreman
Long ago past.
Look to see, the illusions of the
Clouds & sky…
A surprise of passion, lust from
Side to side.
The ocean that waves, at both
You & me…
Greeting the shores, knowing why
God will always be.
Things so beautiful, an illusion of
Silence shall forever last.
Into the Illusion
What was a passing of awarness, turns a
rather intricate expression.
Silent cheers of rain explode over a field
of passive emotion.
The rain as a warm mist layers upon my
face… caressing my mind.
Breaths of soft wind relaxingly blown, whisping
through a tower of grace….
Exciting echoes of God… long awaited.