Stability Poem by Rahman Henry

All the marks are not eternal __
The sea knows it.

How many footprints are there across the sand dunes!

All the paths originated from human footsteps
Running towards thousands of ways...

The sun sees them shining lantern through the marks,
The moon sees with a lamp in her hand,
The empty winds of seascape laughs at, as if a neutral song it is!


The sea sends her brigades of waves __
Commanding:

'Go ahead and remove them! '