Geetima Baruah Sarma (April 26,1969 / Assam, India)
Strolling on the sandy beach,
Enjoying the cool gentle breeze,
I looked at the people around.
Little children built sand-castles,
Young couples sat close together,
Elderly people enjoyed the waves.
My eyes fell upon a pair
A grandchild and a grandfather,
Talking and munching ground-nuts.
One rising sun, the other setting.
Miles apart, yet, both rising and setting
At the same place - the horizon.
[Published: 13 August 2011 in 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune']
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