Strange Letters Poem by Ebey Alex

I was sitting on the ground and writing on the sand.

Even though I wrote letters,
those were strange to their minds.

Even though they were sensible,
those didn't make any sense to their conscious.

Even though them talking to me,
I could barely hear their humming.

When I looked up,
I found the glitters of her smiling tears.

And I saw the shadows raging behind her.

I uttered something strange to the shadows and kept on writing.

Later when I looked up again,
I found peace in her innocent eyes;

And scattered stones behind her with no more rage and shadows.

(Ebey 29/04/2021)