The power to dream.

Again an old poem I found on my previous blog.

Deep blue water
submerges thousand grains of sand.
Granular water
smoothly changes direction,
back and forth,
Curled tiny waves
overwhelming bare feet.
Observed by colorful pears and shells,
inspired by the feet’s ability
to pace
back and forth.
They let themselves go
with the power of the sea.

Just to feel like them.

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

a deep rooting into the natural ebb and flow of life~ beautifully rendered~