I Sing of Wood and Morning

Send us Fan MailI sing of wood and morningI sing of wood and morning, the beach, the skies, the waves that reach and slow upon the windswept curve of shore,For in the time it takes for the tides, the passing, and fallof days, the dawn will rise in years, and walks in footsteps across the sands, a hundred, no, a thousand different ways.For  allis a journeyfrom what wasto become,to what may,the future memoriesof all those who have passed and will pass again, this way. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]