Thursday, July 30, 2009

From the Deck

Destiny is pondered as the sun
melts into the colors of life.
A painting spread across rippling
water mirrors joy and strife.

The breeze is warm and soft, yet
A chill runs down my spine.
In the distance a bell tolls;
I wonder if it could be mine.

Who is in control of this time or date?
Is it ME or IT that decides my fate?

Cecelia

2 comments:

Tess said...

Sometimes I ask myself that same question.
As always a very thought provoking and intense piece of wordsmith.

April Lindfors said...

Definitely thought provoking. I love the contrast you produce...it starts out with pretty colors, the sun, life, warm breeze...then that chill and the bell tolls!