HELL BAY 2006-12-10 The lady in white at the bay She knew her way Between black rocks overlooking the maelstrom, White foam in circles of purity and death. She was Nature We were a love sculpture Stones living forever Until the wind erodes and erases They last a while, or a lifetime Who knows ? The lighthouse beam marks time A human sign Powerless nevertheless against time and tide I love the wonderful you Which will remain when I am gone I love the drizzle on my skin And in your land of Oz and fern The man-eating bird that you fear so much Close to me Closer than you will ever be "I thought of you at Hell bay" you said A passing thought for you and me ? Are we dead souls Blown away like spray to a white death ? The celtic cross and the tombstones say We are alive and love Symbols of more than one night of light A white bird of Paradise in your eyes Flying like a poem, a sad song To go up in flames For you My lady of the bay Pascal Legrand Visiteurs : 278 Back to home