Sweet surrender
Music trills and spills and winds up and out
Through my heart I feel you
Silk scarf, fluttering, flying through the Summer breeze
Wind gone cold with Autumn's call
But the rushing air so wild beckons me draw up away
I run,
I leap,
I fly away with the gulls out to the sea
A sea of gold
On shining glass
The distant shores cry out to me
Come closer!
Rest
You are safe at long, long last