WATCHING THE SEA

WATCHING THE SEA


I seem to have a special
Affinity for sea.
I listen to its music;
From worries I feel free.


A fire ball in the morning,
From horizon ascends
And to the distant waters
A thousand colours lends.

At noon when sun is cruel
And scorches the beach sand,
Wallowing among the waves
Is such a cool errand.

As sun hides behind the hills
And night tides chase the moon,
The rushing waves get louder;
Homeward I walk back soon.


• Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 syllabic format.

M C Gupta
16 July 2007