Thursday, June 04, 2009




Waves of memories
Come sweeping over me
The town, the shops
The street--
The sound of motorcars
Whizzing by
The smell of dusty,
Traveling feet.

Waving rice stalks whisper
Of the coming rain
The rains reminisce
With the smell of the wind
The cool essence surrounds
The murmur of the sea
Crashing, roaring thunder--
The grating of the sand

Overwhelmed by their power
I, powerless, obey
The rip-tide of their fervor
Sweeps me off my feet
Those waves toss and swallow me
Enfold me in their arms
I, helplessly--joyfully,
Am carried far into the deep.

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