Flowers in shells

To be the shell in your pocket, or the pebble in your shoe.
Allows the skin that covers you, to take me in.
Closer to your flesh that breathes.
Fragrant like a flower of hope.
Seeing everything.
Closer to god.

22/12/202107/10/2021 by Mark Ryan Categories: flowers, hope, seaTags: art, flowers, god, healing, hut, love, ocean, poem, Poetry, sad, sea, shells, stones 2 Comments