Doodle Talk

The Sea Breeze

Faces in the clouds had now retired

The sun had drowned

The sea breeze slowly softly whispered

A relaxing sound

And in my garden of thoughts

You had trespassed

Brightening it with your light

A dream that surpassed

Before the gentle breeze threatens your light

I will have prayed to meet you

Our souls have now approved of each other

Even though I have not met you

Once again, as messengers of love

The breeze has whispered to another

By Hans Albert Lewis