Wooden heart

Heart of wood, by the sea
What do the spirits say to me?
His heart is stone not wood you see
And he’ll never come back, never come back, never come back to me
Tree torn from land by flooding water
bark and branches torn asunder
thrown back to the beach stripped and bare
bleached and dried lying there
grass and sand and stones on strand
I wonder how much a heart can stand

This doesn’t really fit today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt. I was looking for another photograph which fits and found this one.

Home sky

The Ragtag Daily Prompt is limit, as in the sky’s the limit!

I was traveling for longer than I expected, 19 days, and got home this week. Yesterday was the first day I went for a beach walk in a month!

The sky was absolutely beautiful with the sun breaking through.

There was a pale delicate rainbow.

I did not find a clear agate, but there are wonderful rocks.

I think this is a juvenile bald eagle, just hanging in the air and enjoying the sky!