Come on here oh dear walking sand,
Standing here I am waiting in land.
Sand oh dear hear fly in sky banned,
Come on soon you do love here demand.
Command of father of heaven holds hand,
Celebrate joy of love in party grand.
Scanned memory speaks mind is planned,
Joy is improved life is well spanned.
Expand your heart, beat catches hand,
Many people watch you are so fanned.
Come on here oh dear walking sand,
Standing here I am waiting in land.
Poet's imagination is very powerful. Sand is truly walking in his word. This poem is very beautiful.
I confess, on first reading I was stumped. And then I read Poet; s Notes and then ah I enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing, your imagination truly soars..
Joy of love! With the peace of the hearts. Thanks for sharing.
Scanned memory speaks mind is planned, Joy is improved life is well spanned. Verily, planned actions bring joy and success.
We have a sandy beach four miles long where I live and often I have walked it, all eight miles, and I often think of poems to write their. Lovely poem you wrote.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sand, a natural massager to human muscles, legs and source of liveliness............I enjoyed this poem.