Arriving again and again
in gentle waves,
your memory
washes over softly
and overwhelms
the sand of thoughts
tightly packed,
trying to protect
my shores.

I surrender myself
gleefully,
watch the surf create art
distinct, dramatic, delicate
and roll across
the featureless sand
as a dancing, bubbly carpet
that brings to life
my shores.

The tiny tsunami, unleashed,
inundates everything,
flooding each crevice, every plain,
and yet I relish, secretly
my complete surrender.
Fancy, fantasy, fairytales
take over
for a few brief moments
before the waves recede
back to the sea,
leaving in shambles
my shores.

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar