Pulling my sari
up to the knees,
which I never do
I walk towards the beach.
The waves ebb in
and flow out gently
not anything uncommon
fascinates me
I go a little inside
the waves reach up
to my knees, The water
along with the sediments
wash my legs, recede
in a timid flow, One such
wave strikes me with
a blow. I tumble,
the water takes me
to a distance of 10 meters,
terrified I withhold my tension,
I regain my stand
slowly reach the shore
I Straighten, set right
my drenched sari
gather my poise,
look at the azure ocean
I envisage a phenomenon
that of eternity unfolding
to reveal the ephemeral,
I
Meenas Poems 