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In the Warmth of a Summer Sunset
In the warmth of a summer sunset, I sat idle, on the sea shore looking at the grey enormity that heaved and swelled in turn. Before me was the wild brutality of the sea! Though at times she is calm and windless, a smouldering volcano lies beneath her surface. I sat away from the crowd in a cool square of quiet inhaling the briny air, enjoying the foam and spray My mind then was light as that of a child, that plays on the sea shore, making sand castles. I watched small boats carrying men. They were heading towards the Casino moored in the inlet of the sea. I felt those men were like flies lured by the flame. They come either to perish or to prosper, most of them go back with empty wallets! My eyes stretched far into the horizon. Swallows were circling beneath tangled clouds. The tall masts of ships could be seen at a distance and ever growing waves drifted and strayed as the fabric of blue got continuously shredded. For fun I scribbled my name on the sands, but a wave came crashing against and washed it away Was it here or there, I had scrawled my signature, I don’t know. It has vanished leaving no trace. Suddenly from a child, I grew into a sage. How transient is man’s life on Earth How very tiny we are set against the vastness of the sea In the wide expanse of life, as on a sea shore, we scribble our names to stay. Alas! Some unknown hands wipe them away
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