Ocean
September 17, 2011
Ocean of grays
Deep dark and blue
My soul was made
To melt into you
Stranded without you
On a heap of dry land
This dirt, this drab
It’s not who I am
I am sadly displaced
In a waterless hole
Where the youth of the heart
Seems to quickly grow old
And to die a quiet death
In this god-forsaken place
Where your surface can’t be touched
And I can’t see your face.
~wbv
This Much
December 21, 2008
As much as water fills the ocean,
As much as sand touches the beach
As much as air is in the wind,
As much as stars span the sky…
As much as light brightens the day
Or darkness conquers the night
As much as lovers love, and melodies sing
As much as words speak, and eyes behold…
How much?
“This much.”
~wbv
Sand
December 9, 2008
If you walk in sand,
Some of it inevitably comes with you
With each step,
Countless little hitchhikers tag along.
If you continue to walk,
The sand keeps track of where you’ve been
The impact you’ve had will last
Until the elements come and wash it away.
If you pour sand,
it travels little by little
Each grain waits its turn
And eventually follows the crowd
If you throw sand,
It scatters helplessly
Spread out, low impact, and gritty
Yet penetrating unknown places
If you dig in sand,
The hole you dig is temporary…
There is nothing permanent
About a hole dug in the sand.
If you eat sand,
It would probably taste really bad.
So don’t eat it.
~wbv
Half A Soul
November 24, 2008
The man stands silent, looking out
To the distant bleak unknown
Holding softly half a heart
The half he calls his own
Walking on the sandy beach
The ocean at one side
Pondering how he came to live
With only half a life
Looking into depths not seen
The man can’t grasp the whole
The steps that span the length of love
Have left him half a soul
~wbv
