Smoke rise high on the wind
Blurring crystal sky
Rising like an evening prayer
Whispered last goodbye
Look into the rising tide
The rising waters
Soft sea creatures pass away
Leaving outer shell
Bone white fragments underfoot
Cracked by sun and time
Swaying branches overhead
Sadly letting go
Golden leaves upon the breeze
Falling to the ground
Look into the rising tide
The rising waters
By Robert Heirendt 10/01 – Denman Island – BC