The sound of silence

Alone with my thoughts Seagulls constantly intrude With lame knock-knock jokes

Weathering away

say my name out loud before wind and rainfall come and wash me away

Springing from ashes Sun-scorched bones of harsh years past Stronger, wiser, new

Treacherous ascent Summit unattainable Rise, begin again

Worries float away Upon peaceful cool waters Cricket lullabies

Living should not have Warning labels, be bold, be Experimental