Posted by: Ron DuBour | June 4, 2014

VASTNESS~by Indira Sadanandan


 

 

VASTNESS

I am a child
Standing on the vast sea shore
Collecting sea shells to quench
My curiosity
I don’t know what an oyster is
I know only the shells.
The waves sweep high above my height
The sea sometimes wails
Sometimes weeps
Laughs
Giggles and
Roars at times
To frighten me.
I feel that I have collected a large
Number of shells
All are precious and more valuable
Than that in the possession of any one else
My frock is all wet by the sea water
My feet shrunk in coldness
Yet I am collecting
More and more sea shells
By gaining more and more happiness
I don’t think that I am too small
And this world is so vast


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