Crystal

She stood on the sand
On the edge of a great ocean
And wondered, if she floated or swam
Would it carry her away
And find for her a place she could believe in
And breathe in, a sacred land?
As her tears hit the grains pulverised
That hold the memory of billions of lives
And silently make no judgement
Content to let us pass by
A fleeting blink in their gritty eye

2005 Derek Wilson

~ by Derek Wilson on June 11, 2009.