March 2, 2012

this place is a 


    ghost town


during the winter... 




    beautiful & eerie


at once; 


    surrounded by 


        empty houses,


             & 


         silence, 




except the distant sound


      of the ocean;


its waves crashing along the


      shore.





peaceful & serene, 


      calm & eerie, 




candles lit as we bask in 


       the silence 




of this otherwise empty 

house, 

towering high above the 

            trees, 

where in daylight


           we are able to catch


a glimpse 


       of the sea...





this house, 


       pristine & carefully designed, 


where the coziest part, 


      might well be



the basement, 




   spacious & vast, 


            empty, 


     other than 


a coffee table, couch, 


 and a few chairs


    at the center, 




where the carvings in the 


       table


hint of memories


       long forgotten... 




    long talks


       with a dear friend


about life, 

dreams, plans, 

God, etc. 


well into the night...