Nov 23, 2021

Empty beaches...silent harbour

At present the evenings are ablaze with created coulers...most people are commenting in a beautiful way all expressing wonder, amazement further gratitude.

Its comon link to each other

Been walking. . . investment in self.

Rechargeing own batteries.

Acknowledgments to my creator.

Thoughts been stored plus sorted.

prayers are uttered.





 









Witness nice things on the Yorkshire coast real sense of Godness
Nature shrill crys echo round empty breaches
Not long ago full of people swimming,eating,laughing.
Now silent . . .but not empty
Just not full of humanity.
Echos to return to different time
Different music
Different memories
Better way of being...... echo there. .  still in the shadows.
But it's coming.....listen carefully hear it..... like a whisper

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Going places...

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"