Le Sable

A gale sweeping seashore , Witness to the Sibyl's utterings Contains the sable unharmed With each passing jiffy . Chandelier is mirroring moonlight, Through the sable's surface serene The sole inhabitant of the lone coast Not that nights are lonely with the moon. Crestfallen creatures , are unknown Of the sable's loneliness , The sole survivor of the tsunamis And the only surface to the beaches. One mantelpiece surrounding the fire Of envy and the insecurities , Betraying the smoke it clamps down To feel the warmth , while burning inside. The sundown , being an excuse To it's existence while it rests It's fate on the facade of a million facets, Dying while life insists to stay.