On Sidmouth Beach
A blanket of stones, like
Bones, weathered and aged,
Covered and deserted by the ebb and flow
of the blood
of the sea.
Like speckled eggs
In a vast nest
Patrolled by pigeons and gulls
And trampled on by feet like mine
And all the while the sea,
Caresses my thoughts
With its gush and trickle
And I remember
for Mandy and Richard
The music is quieter now, the cymbals are still, cellos and flutes are back in their cases, and the conductor has laid down his baton leaving his score neatly folded on its stand . The music can find its own way now. For a simple melody is all that
remains, gently playing in the background as the lights are dimmed for the last time and the stage is cleared.
It is the audience that stay, reluctant
to leave their seats as the notes hang in the air and they breathe in again the essence of symphonies ,and songs that have so moved them. Applauding in the silence , savouring , smiling , grasping the melodies and then releasing them back to their source.
Remembering and rejoicing
always humming along to favourite tunes.
Thank you my friend for being the music, for playing so beautifully and for leaving us something to always
When we watch the rain fall and waves lap against a shore, When we watch trees swaying in the breeze and flowers gently bowing their heads at evening time, When we see the swallows gathering together ready for their long journey home, When we see children
laughing and playing, when we see toddlers walking for the first time, When we hear music playing and geese calling as they fly overhead. when we see a dragon fly hover and rest and fly off again.
When we look out at hills in the distance, when we see mist rising, When we see dogs racing round chasing sticks, when we are in front of the fire and watch the flames dance, When we see stars breaking through, lighting
up a dark night when we see rose petals falling softly to the ground, When we listen to our own hearts, when we embrace one another, when we are alone, when we are together, We will think of you, gently, quietly, thankfully, We will think of you.