I Stand And Wonder
I stand at the shores edge
The pull of the water takes the ground
that I though solid
from under my feet...
...and I stumble...
Is it a new wave
never viewed before
coming to shore?
Am I the first ever to witness
this sole obsolesce
Or is this a ancestral crest
carrying life's manifest?
...I stand and wonder...
17 June 2007
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There is something primal in our attraction to water - a first order compulsion, perhaps we're supposed to go back! Rgds, Ivan
JoAnn, the pull of the water has always been strong to me living on the coast of a famous naval port. I love to walk along the waters edge and look at the waves rolling in, always wondering what travels they've had before reaching the shore before me. I have the hiss they make ringing in my ears now. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David
With eyes that do cry ears they say cannot hear for the fear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poem is very beautiful.