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-KOHELLEA-

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The winds bring tidings from far ashore,
The washed up dreams of song and lore,
With scents familiar,
From memoirs known,
They speak to us no less yet more.

They blow away her hair so fair,
With ghastly a breeze and mellow fresh air.
The old they dwell so deep within,
The young grow forth till journeys begin,
The sorrowful have longed to see as they perish,
The bliss all miss the days they would cherish,

To pines in plains or mountains cold,
That have but long to sing,
To palms with glee that dance by sea,
What a twist of joy they bring.

The heart now swimming in the oceans between,
Of all we seek, both out and in,
To a face we call her name now remembered,
So beautiful a sight so tender and thin.

Ships have lost their course in her,
To seek for treasures and sank in despair,
As endless ripples cover her limbs,
Her curves joined now by isle-like streams.

Flying over the waters below,
Fleeing from a past to a future unknown,
Heeding to cross the waves of time,
Seeking, flying, soaring high.
The isles of hers below form shapes,
All coloured in reds and colours of clays,
And shells do form all over the rocks,
That out of her void come forth to play.

They hinder souls that try to cross,
Of isles and shores for one to get lost,
For she is vast and spans past horizon,
Filled with what we lust for most.

Starfish cover her silk smooth skin,
Corals and shells all over her fall,
Each past of each mortal in her shall it sink,
As all her deeps are filled with awe.

I have but set the sails of ships,
And lost myself as well,
To this one true face filled from care,
So tender a kiss for which I long.

On top of Kohellea the winds will blow,
My journey on sea as well as on shore,
To cross over her through endless blue skies,
And fall again by her deep core.

My journeys take me far away,
But still to her I follow,
I wish for once to fly but free,
Over her eternal, her full and her hollow.

Each love has been compared to her,
The eyes of many hold to her colour,
The sky above looks deep to her,
Alone so far from her winterless lover.

For all who see her fall in plea,
She is indeed, the spanning sea.

O Kohellea,
A dream in you I send,
And float away in fates own way,
To meet again that dream I hope,
And live with it, yes free some day.
The tenth poem of twelve from the chapter "Through Joys - a Spring collection", being the third part of four to the book of poems "From Sword to Soul", which was completed 6 years ago. (Note- Kohellea is pronounced KOELIA)
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