words of a sea
Words of a sea
Words of a sea spoken in close whispers
It is an avid proponent of sky.
I wish I could lift my face to sky, blue.
Instead I decide to watch the death-pain
of a jelly fish spread and scattered on sand.
The playful pebbles stare at my wet foot,
they soon will be known to them at least for
this weekend. And, after that millions of more
prints will mingle and blend into time, undisturbed.
Words of a sea spoken in close whispers
It is an avid proponent of sky.
I wish I could lift my face to sky, blue.
Instead I decide to watch the death-pain
of a jelly fish spread and scattered on sand.
The playful pebbles stare at my wet foot,
they soon will be known to them at least for
this weekend. And, after that millions of more
prints will mingle and blend into time, undisturbed.