December, the 26th

a poem by

Abhishek John Samuel

Now the sea is blue and calm,
The gentle breeze plays with the seaside palms.
Children play; their parents watch the fun,
Under the blaze of the rising sun.
Now the sea is blue and calm.

Now the sea is sinking low and far,
Wondering folks go into the sand bars.
Wriggling fish in the sand,
Shells and sea stones in their hands,
They stand looking at the waters afar;
Now the sea is low and far.

Now the sea comes rushing back,
Miles of sand get covered in a blaze;
Groups of watchers, too stunned to move,
It takes a while, for the screams to rule.
Now the sea comes rushing back.

Now the sea comes in with force,
Pouring on the glimmering crowded shores;
The winds come in a fury driven,
The heavens have parted, nature has risen,
Now the sea comes in with force.

Now the sea is calm again,
Dreadful hopes go gently drifting away;
Life and love, and shattered hearts,
They rule the hours past the laughs.
Now the sea is calm again…

Now the sea is calm again.