Boy in the Sand

The boy's head turns

Away from the light

In the sand he sits,

Dark eyes in a loving night.

Steady tugs and pulls--

The waves enkindle his heartstrings--

Like a bow on an instrument;

It cries, it sings.

What emotion is felt

Just sitting there

In a timeless eternity

Far away from here.

Not all darkness

Is plagued with shadows.

He sits with happiness

Surrounded by hollows.

Although he sits alone,

Loneliness does not stay.

Tranquility and imagination surround him,

The salty mist of sea spray.

In his infinite realm,

Time does not play its hand,

And the ultimate freedom is given

To the boy in the sand.

 

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