Sand … Oct 20, 2009
Sand
Swirls in the desert wind
Like tiny tornados
Amusing
Melancholic
Inspiring
What journeys
What tales
These grains of sand
Know
That eludes
The seeking
Poignant
Pregnant
Warm air
Caresses moist skin
Hands shade eyes
From blinding sun
There
On the horizon
Dust clouds
Fast approaching
Lay still
Surrendering
First layers
Like sandy tomb
Fall heavily
Hands grasp
Lifting
Life lease renewed
You Are Welcomed Warmly
I see you've found yourself suddenly here amidst the poetic scribbles of my rambling mind often incoherent to the general you and only understood by myself.
If you find that my words have touched you, then indeed my journey of words has met its objective ... I wish to be able to let you the unknown reader experience my rollercoaster existence with the stringing of words.
It is my sincere hope that you will come many times again and leave your comments and feedback for I am only a writer here in the anonymity of the internet, harbouring a burning desire to someday hold my words bound within pages in the bookstores of the world ...
Perhaps dreams keeps us going - I intend to try perhaps to turn mine into some reality .. thank you for stopping by...
.ani
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