The Sands Of Time
The effervescent moon
transcending across the bay,
As sand licks against wet edges of movement –
ocean-scented of fish and algae,
tangent with aromas of life,
So ever full of joy and cascading currents of time.
of sea creatures and lapping waves
as time trickles by,
Forever gay in its luminescence,
as moonbeams watch their reflections below.
Clouds of billowing blueness of night,
roving by with wandering eyes,
As sadness grips the sands of time,
whose passing has affected us all.