Timeless Sands...

Timeless Sands....

Small children sit upon the shore,

Carelessly sifting timeless sands;

Never thinking that through their hands

Fall wondrous grains of Nature's lore.

In each small granule is a tale

Of wealth and ruthlessness untold;

Of serpents, shipwrecks, Spanish gold...

Of boys and girls with spade and pail.

Throughout the ages deep at sea,

Secure away within the deep,

Are lodged her secrets safe to keep

Of mesmerizing history.

Of pirate ships on bounding main

That ravished oro laden holds;

And preyed amain on treasured golds

While plank and dirk dispatched the slain.

Of ocean liners sleek and lean

That sunk with thousands to their deaths;

Of warships gasping their last breaths,

Torpedoed by the submarine.

Of mighty storms that ravaged coasts;

Of currents deep and strong and true...

Of teeming life within its blue;

And derelicts that harbor ghosts.

Of fascinating serpents great

That ruled the early days at sea;

And brought a mystic mystery

To unsolved puzzles and of fate.

So children sit upon the shore,

Carelessly sifting timeless sands;

Never thinking that through their hands

Fall wondrous grains of Nature's lore.

For each small granule holds a tale

Of wealth and ruthlessness untold;

Of serpents, shipwrecks, Spanish gold...

Of boys and girls with spade and pail.

(C)2001 Clint Ellison