An Ear to the Ground
Keeper keep my keys for me
My house in Cape Town's by the sea
Deep and blue and rollling wide
The waves lead me in towards the tide
Towards the endless vision in blue
And keeper I trust my keys with you
Nothing but to venture then
Accross the ocean live valiant men
The mystic churning of the mind
Seaward motions the heart to find
out of the water and at my feet
A conch comes rolling in a lone watery wraith
In sheathed sand I am encased
As I bring up my knees and hug my chest.
Burrowing into the sandy mound
Pretending my lover lies underground
The conch shell be his ear unveiled
That he hears my heartbeat tell its tale
Then the vengeful waves roll in and roar
In watery grave my brine outpours
The legion waves clamor in pride
The sea will have its bride tonight
Night! my keeper keep the keys
Willingly I leave your lees
A turn or two and oh! How we click
The last line is mine I reserve its trick!
Let who can guess give life to my lines
Perusing eyes of
Stone shall turn to brine
Oh keeper throw down the shining keys
deep to the bottomless rustred seas.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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