Stone Soup

Where young artists paint the world with words

The international magazine of stories, poems, and art by young writers and artists. Published continuously since 1973.

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Wind Over Water, Sky Over Sea (11/21/20)

Wind over water, sky over sea, riding the ocean, come, wait for me, alone on the sand, waiting for thee, riding the ocean, come, wait for me. The birds are a-chirping, the skies are like new, the wind is a-howling, an endless plane of endless blue. Shimmering so brightly, too bright for my eyes, hoping for a dream that will never come true. Walking on air, I’ve grown my wings, falling through clouds, flying with glee. Singing to sleep, drifting alone, flown to you, not on my own. Waiting for sunshine, waiting for rain, waiting for lightning, waiting for wind. Waiting for hope, waiting for dreams, not on my own, not on my own. Drifting to heaven, hold on tight, drifting to sleep, waiting for night.