Tuesday, March 7, 2017

An Island Out of Time...



An island out of time...
Where time has almost stood still...
Sea washed island of mine...
Are you a shell seeker?
Looking for a gift from the sea?
Could you spend a year by the sea?
Would you come away a changed spirit?
Sea washed and sun kissed...
My beautiful seagulls...
Their song is as soothing to me as the rushing of the waves...
The splash of ocean spray...
A foghorn beckons...
Or is it a ship leaving port?
It is time to return to the island cottage...
I will be greeted by the aroma of slow roasted chicken,
and vegetables...
Rosemary and lemon blossoms...
A sea fog settles over the island,
like a soft moist cloud.
A warm fire,
and a glass of wine...
Flannel pajamas,
some reading, and a little writing...
Peaceful bliss,
and soul renewal...


Teach us to number our days aright,
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Psalm 90:12 NIV

Blessings,
Yaya


Sea Walk


The winter has been mild on the island...
Cool and misty,
but not cold.
Soft cotton clam-diggers, and a heavy cotton sweater is enough to keep you warm...
A basket is packed with the most delicious sandwiches from the island bakery...
A bottle of wine...
A cloth is spread,
and canvas beach chairs are open.
Soak it in...
The salty air, and sea spray...
The song of the sea birds...
Such peace...a kind of peace that can only be found by the sea shore.
Go.
It is bliss...
It is tranquility.
Go somewhere undeveloped...not full of tourist.
An island cottage at the end of a narrow lane...
A Hemingway state of mind.
If ever you sleep on an island,
a piece of your heart will stay.
Pssst...do you see the mermaid?


Rambling thoughts from the island cottage...

The mighty one,
God the Lord,
speaks and summons the earth
from the rising of the sun to its setting.
Out of Zion,
the perfection of beauty,
God shines forth.
Psalm 50: 1-2

The Lord is my rock...

In the shadow of your wings...

Your life is your greatest work of art...

Give God your weakness,
and He will give you His strength...

Blessings,
Yaya