In elated states of caustic
depictions, they wonder through
the fading landscapes.
With nothing ever present,
we stretch out our fingers
to caress and create wakes and
ripples in the cascading futures.
Each deepening step into the
frivolous sands until we reach
the waters edge with all passionate
jest and meaning filled gestures
we wade into the waves and listen to
the dusks and dawns and
hear nothing…echo in return.