Sand Dunes Poem by Jay P Narain

Sand Dunes



The shape of sand dunes on the beach,
Shows the patterns etched by the sweeping wind,
Walking on the beach on a windy day,
I feel how my life changes with the emotions everyday.

The drifts and mounds on the sand hill,
Waiting to be shaped and reshaped by the surf and wind,
The valleys and hills of my feelings,
Forms and reforms with the myriads of
events everyday.

Ask sand dune what it is,
A heap of sand changing its form every moment,
I ask myself who am I,
I am what I am, changing with my emotions every day.

Sand dune. a shining sand castle in a golden sunset,
Or a buried chest of marine treasures,
My life, a mirage full of hopes.
Or a Pandora's box full of life's trials and tribulations.

What does sand dune hear in the perpetual music of ocean waves,
Melodies and exuberance of waves to embrace it someday,
What I envision when I watch those lovely waves,
Me as exultant lover trying to reach my beloved with the musical
rhythms of eternity.

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