You might prefer to read the previous post first..not that any of this will make any sense!
Part One: The Secret
Look into the depth below.
See the colours in the light,
A yellow ray,
A golden beam,
Bouncing on the surface of the mirroring blue,
A bounding wave,
A silver gleam,
Tinted with a multi-coloured hue.
Look at the field of green and gold.
A sea of undulating motion.
The warm, living breath
Sends briny ripples over the bright buttercup bed,
Of soft, reflective yellow water.
See the scattered, darting, opium-drowsed fish
Swimming silently in this splendid yellow ocean.
Feel the cool green wetness
Washing over our feet,
When we wade through the water,
Then, sit down laughing
In our ocean of grasses
Murmuring their secrets of time as it passes.
The white cliffs listen
And they tell the seagulls
As they circle and nest
On the craggy hard face.
The gulls, in turn,
Tell the life of the seashore
The secret they know of
Our special place.
The white horses listen
As they gallop along madly,
Their frothy manes flying like flags in the breeze
We listen,
Together
But we fail to decipher,
The mysterious whispers of the grass and the trees.
Why did the grass whisper?
And why was it a secret?
Why can’t we know that the rustling leaves said?
Why were the seagulls
Laughing above us?
What were they telling us, high overhead?
Perhaps we should ask them
Of what they were laughing,
Perhaps we should go back
And just ask them, why?
Perhaps they will tell us
just what we have done wrong?
Perhaps, don’t you think,
it is worth just a try?
But wait.
If we went back to
Our green and gold haven,
And we sat down together
In our reflective gold sea,
We may again hear the whispers
And low gentle murmurs,
As the grass tells the seagulls
Just what they have seen.
They are telling of sorrow
Of round salty teardrops,
And unhappy faces in the gold and the green.
They are saying, my vision,
This green and gold ocean,
Must vanish so quickly
Like the mist on the sea.
For the green grass has whispered
Again to the seagull
But this time,
The seagull,
Has the secret,
told me.
