A Blank Page

Alone, but I had dreams that embraced my fragile soul, I had tried to live in Dublin always seeking places new and old, Howth Head with it's wild gorse and fragrant heather mingling With sea of deepest blue and true skies enfold Into my moments of searching for my soul, Away from concrete grey and cold as bleak as growing old, I broke free to wildness of nature's creative core, Dollymount beach stretching to horizons I'll never see, City life was always hard to cope with like a tiresome chore, But my heart is the sea tormented by the drawing in and out of tides, Like my tattered emotions, sad and wanting nature's smile so wide, To fill my empty shell of longing, To find my need of belonging, Skies promised a distant view miles away, Bringing me back into my inner core to live each day, When joy crept back and feeling happy is watching the sea around the bay, Love is mountains of emotion a volcano exploding, With tears, fears and cheers to celebrate the dawning of a new day, Living is easy now as I write with unchained passion on a blank page, Spilling with love, savaged by hate and to learn by my inner sight, A blank page is my own understanding sage!