Conch Sound

Conch Sound the garden of North Andros the place where my father's navel string lay The settlement sits on the vicinity of the waterfront with old Bahamian vessels piloted by One Eyed Jacob drifting across the sea winds while it's calm blue hole calmly sleeps on the pillow of the ocean The land has a multitude of healthy, growing trees and saplings bearing mangoes, coco plums coconuts and star fruits the fruits of their labor We can cross the creek near Johnson's Hill with caution at low tide passing through the tranquil kingdom of the mangroves red, white, black and buttonwood to take a view of the old cemetery the testing place of my ancestors from long ago submerged in multitudes of sand grains