Sunday, March 4, 2012

Permanence


A breeze light as breath
warms my crouching child
shaping sand into symbols
of intelligence, unaware
an ocean’s frothy lips 
are parting at his heels
to lap up his careful
engineering.
Earth, sun and moon
so flaunt their might 
and mock our dream
for permanence.


Copyright (c) 2012 Ellen McCarthy. All rights reserved.

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