Copyright 2009
The waves crash
like illusions
of a smooth
and pure childhood.
And what is revealed
under the waves,
makes waves
of a hidden life
under the waters.
And one can
crawl into the shell,
hiding the childhood
that was on the beach.
Sunrise
on the horizon.
The sun
giving rise
to secrets whispered
and the town behind is still asleep.
December 1991