Boy in the Sand
The boy's head turns
Away from the light
In the sand he sits,
Dark eyes in a loving night.
Steady tugs and pulls--
The waves enkindle his heartstrings--
Like a bow on an instrument;
It cries, it sings.
What emotion is felt
Just sitting there
In a timeless eternity
Far away from here.
Not all darkness
Is plagued with shadows.
He sits with happiness
Surrounded by hollows.
Although he sits alone,
Loneliness does not stay.
Tranquility and imagination surround him,
The salty mist of sea spray.
In his infinite realm,
Time does not play its hand,
And the ultimate freedom is given
To the boy in the sand.