Word On the Sand - Part 2
WORDS ON THE SAND (Part 2)
A young boy then came to the shore
Abandoned since birth. No father no mother to adore
To write on the sand words of a golden ore
In the casket of his heart he cherished them more
"Forgiveness" he wrote with his pale finger
The whole ocean stood still. Not even a noise
No sound no bird no fish no tide no whisper
The anima of the waters was turning turquoise
Poseidon in person came out in a fall of waters and foams
Escorted by an army of wales, dolphins and seals
Sitting on a coral throne while surfing the oceanic roars
With a translucent trident casting waters and streams
"Young boy" Poseidon's voice sounded like a storm
"I came to you to offer my perennial alliance
All the oceans I command have not such a strength and hold
I will engrave your words on the pillars of Atlantis for its own radiance
Then 'Forgiveness' vanished under seagulls beaks
The young boy with his pale finger
Smiling under his reddish lips and white cheeks
Looking at life with no fear to hinder
Copyright © Carlo Lazzari | Year Posted 2016
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