Sun, Sea, Sand, Soul
I lose myself, staring at
The red eye in the sky.
I lose myself, listening to
The song of surf on sand.
The Indian Ocean mere inches from my feet:
Salty sea spray,
Playing an ageless tune.
Sealing men’s souls within
The fine grains of sand.
Ivan Chew, 30 Aug 2007
[Inspired by my trip to South Africa, Durban. The photo was taken from my hotel room, which faced the Indian Ocean.]



31 August, 2007 at 6:22 am
I can hear the sea in this poem
31 August, 2007 at 4:06 pm
Wow sounds like an exotic and beautiful place… The pic is gorgeous!
Pensive tone… the poem… but yeah, like carrie, I can hear the waves