Ethereal Tide Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Beautiful bluish light
From the deep within
Ethereal tide bright
Gyrating in its spin
Love touch and feeling
We thought were lost
Thru endless wheeling
In its ghostly crossed

Soul in state of free
Where no one has been
Abyss deep symphony
Life has never seen
Occult shadowy places
Thru its endless ways
Light and shade erases
As time surges plays

Beautiful though gone
Never again seen
Darkish and scary on
Light of blue between
The hours wear away
None of them to keep
As the elucidation play
From the ethereal deep