Sabu Francis (sabufrancis) wrote,
Sabu Francis

One Step Behind

As we walked silently
on the evening beach

A thought occurred to me

here were two males
both working furiously:

the sea caressing the shore
calming Mother Earth,
the land,
crushing all stones
into fine sand

And there I was,
a restless soul
softening rough spots
so she may walk on
the sands of our times

But all she saw
was the angry glow
of the sunset on the sea
Which reflected
a glint of regret
as she paused,
and looked at me
struggling with my paunch

one step behind
Tags: poem, sands, time
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