This Sea * * From Sands Of Time Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

- * THIS SEA * * FROM SANDS OF TIME *-

From this perch...above the sea,
My heart just seems to rush
As foaming whiteness, of the waves
Upon the rocks do crush.

Billowing up in splashing peaks
Then gently flowing down,
Trickling then back out to sea,
This Islands.... sparkling gown.

In calmness....ripples shimmer
As back to sea they go,
And now retreat.... from sands of time
While creating another show.

As darkness hides the footprints
That we have left behind,
To shroud the very existance
Of this witness.....of mankind.

And there up in the darkening sky
The pale moon will display
As shimmering reflections
Upon the waves.....do play.


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 3-5-06