Author: the blighter's rock

even little pebbles have a song to sing smarty.lewis@gmail.com

She Is Ocean

what draws mankind to her breast
for she offers no man rest
upon her flesh our offerings
in sacrificial promising
are but discarded to the dark
and cast ashore once pulled apart
in the tempest of her heart
yet ever must our love impart
the passion’d spiritual devotion
for she is mother, she is ocean.