Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Over The Mousa Sound.


Over The Mousa Sound.



A lonely cloud has seen,
More of you than I.
Nestled here in the calm,
Blue and green surround you.
How deep to be explored,
A world that time forgot.
Across the Mousa Sound,
Is that where you'll be found ?

Flat as glass in sunlight,
The globe beneath us turns.
Profound into the blackness,
Life is found where we thought none.
All my days I'm counting,
To settle into arms so soft.
Come to the Mousa Sound,
For this is where I'm found....