POETRY: 'At a Beach' by George Abraham

At a Beach
By George Abraham

I’ve had forever on my mind;
Walking so far down the shoreline-
            I’m lost
For, I’ve gone farther than I expected
In such seeming little time-
That once enormous lighthouse
Now becomes a speck in the background;
            I lose myself,
A bit,
My foot scrapes across the porous sand
As I forget that I will
Lose
Everything I engrave in the sand,
Even the shells I leave behind;
How, one day the tide will
Wash away these ephemeral impressions-
            But what to come?
What shall happen once my footprints all
Fade
In the tide’s voracity?
What of the sand, the sea,
The lighthouse?
Will the tide consume all,
Rendering this beach a
            Flood of regrets;
            Flood of lost memories;
            Flood of inconsequential impressions?

Or will remnants survive-
            Will the shoreline continue its infinite
                        Gentle roar?
            Will the sand maintain its
                        Impressionability?
            What of the shell fragments left
            Behind by the thousands of beach wanderers?

Perhaps the wind will take over
Forming one word out of these
Infinitesimal fragments of shell:

Continuity.

Copyright 2013| George Abraham