Receding Shores

Receding Shores

The black waves came pouncing
Clammy claws of abject supplication dancing
Ferocious fury controlled
God's hand reaching out...
Wrath
Or despair?

The shore dancing like dying embers setting on the cityscape
Lights twinkling in individual hearths
Sinking one by one
out of sight...
Sleep
Or oblivion?

My eyes wet and darker than darkness
Dreaming about
Flower petals
Inside which my sons'
Shiny sunny faces
Appear
We are swayed by winds
To sweet sleep
In a beautiful grassy knoll
Carpeted by flowers...
Dreams
Or revelations?

My little boy did indeed dream
of being tucked on mommy's lap
Rocked in the center of a flower
Which swayed to the breeze
In zephyr blown
flower strewn fairyland...

And joined two tiny palms
To pray to God, sucking
succulent thumbs in his mouth
That mommy and he
May share and
Meet in dreams...
Now and
Forever?

Oh my little indispensable loves
Don't you know
That your prayer
Is my prophesy?

God has returned the
Tidal waves of despair
From tumultuous shores of
Wrath.

And the city, my world,
Even I,
And two precious lambs
Sleep in peace
Guarded by their
Temporal shepherdess.

(c) Amrita Valan 2015