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| Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha |
| Sea Of Rhythm |
| I am mesmerized by the beautiful waters of Newport, Rhode Island. The waves crashing in rhythm along the shoreline beckons my soul with sweet comforts and bliss. The smell and the taste in the air and I am home on this land. So far away, yet at night in my dreams always in Newport. The sea of rhythm calls to my soul with special cadences. When the fog rolls in it is sky meeting sea and from miles away I feel and hear its love song. In my dreams the water is my partner twirling me among the whitecaps and water's foam with special, miraculous dances. I am in ecstasy with the synergy of the water's melody. Copyright 2002 Letter of the Soul ISBN:0-7951-5160-8 Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha |
| May You Have The Most Wonderful Holiday Season! |
| The Ocean Beckons How I love the sound of the crashing waves upon the sand as the foam curls in around my toes. The mist as it swirls in the air through my squinted eyes and down to tickle my nose. The darkened line of the horizon where the water meets the sky and dreams are invented. I love the ocean and the waves with their mountains of foam. It seems to speak as its emotions are vented. When the ocean swells and then falls it beckons all with its call. Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha Copyright ©2003 Teresa (Tracey) Louse Stanisha |
| Wings of Time and Memories Memories and a whispering voice approach me through the wings of traveling time. Like a dove's white feathers gliding across the stillness of a pond. Its silver streams of light glisten in the moonlight. I hear the song that once filled my mind with thought, that once made me drown in your love. A glimpse of you and what you have meant to me. Your voice so soft and meaningful... Now the wings of traveling time close in and blow away leaving only reality behind. Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha Copyright ©2003 Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha |
| Tick of Times Time Ticks away unnoticed. It is sometimes hard to give life focus. Seconds slip away and the ticking of the hours and the days. Time ticks on and on, through the old, through the new. Swiftly moving, never lasting, time keeps ticking right through. Hold on as wings of time take off and fly right by. Away the minutes go, with the memories you cannot show. Through the smiles, the laughter, the pain and the tears, all the sorrows of the years! The pain will not last because time will pass. Let it be your teacher, let it be your friend. Let it enable you to enjoy life right until the end! Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha Copyright ©2003 Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha |
| Sunshine Falls So Gently The sunshine melts like a tiny little bubble. Drops of light filter through the clouds. The sky so blue, streaking shades of purple. Smears into one enormous mass of swelling colors. The droplets fall upon outstretched arms. They await calmly for its warmth of light. Basking beneath it hearts are fulfilled and bright. Soft purple violets, a mellowing bouquet. Sunshine falls so gently, not a bit too much for the morning meadows below. Let the sunshine fall down softly...goodbye! Let lift your spirits highly! Let it if fall so gently! Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha Copyright ©2003 |
| Satin Sheets of Metalic Purple Like satin sheets of metalic purple the sky shades the water's edge. The sun of a pale pink wanders down to the earth's ledge. I am hanging onto the purple mist as it streaks from the sky. Hanging on and I scream out. The words drip down like icing. Lost among the whitecaps and the foam. Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha Copyright ©2003 Teresa (Tracey) Louise Stanisha |