El Sol

Now heres a hot one...lol.

An Aquarius sun not baking, but brining moments

The tide rolls unshaken in quantities unmeasurable 

But the time here trickles over the face of smooth granite

Moving mountains one atom at a time, carving soul canyons

The breeze whispers nautical tales written in artists sand

One million grains to capture the crease in the Captain's forehead

An entire tropical beach to explain his love of drink

Not enough sand in Mexico to calculate the depth of his sorrow

For those unable to still a mind, the battle wages

In between cold beer and a salty sun, it settles in

A death grip released by witnessing necessity in simple fashion

What do I need to get by today, por mi familia

The pelican intuitively knows high tide, boiling waters, heavy meals

Efficiently killing, but murder is not on it's mind

Eat now for tomorrow it storms, empty hearts, hollow bellies

Mañana brings torturous results for some, bliss for others

Rising, bleeding, bathing

Que pasa El Sol......que pasa

Author's Note

Happy Weekend!!!

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

We must rest from the weariness of our own restlessness of want. Funny how the sun is unforgiving but it brings life.

[Pete]

wow. sure is a lot going on in this. stark observations. philosophy, reality, sadness, hope, death, life, the struggle for day-to-day survival. i'll have to read this again to pick up everything. well written and expressed. nice imagery. good write. let me put on some sun screen now before i had down to the beach ... :)

[Crowley]

lol...thanks for stopping by and for the wonderful review, I appreciate it!

[An owl on the moon]

What a warm and wonderful write, my friend! I love the sun, the sea, and your words awaken a mystery flowing over the burning sand. Deep, intense gift for us all.