The Music Upon My Tongue

I stare in silence, not uttering a word
While rain drops fall with my every breath
I become the melody of the sandpiper bird

But for me there is no sweeter song sung
And a peaceful sigh escapes from my lips
As I savor the lilting music upon my tongue

I taste briny salt, blue sky, the choppy bay
I hear shore waves with their hypnotic sound
And feel soft rain falling as it guides my way

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: Three from the Welsh Speaking Sea

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