Sandy Dreams.

There is this world
Behind Me
Unheard, Unseen, Unknown.
And in front of me
Heard, Seen, Known.
Of all the ants etched on the stones
Of all the shells embedded in
Black Green
Brown Moist
Of the cobwebs
Of the beach sand
Of the shoots
Of the roots
Sands of time
Washed ashore
On the beach of life
Memories galore !
Be myself
Be myself
Sober & Calm
Unheard, Unseen, Unknown.
Sedation of Peace
Seduction of loneliness
Unheard, Unseen, Unknown.
--Revdanda Beach, 15th November,2009.