Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Ilana W. Haley:

Ilana W. Haley:

1 comment:

Anonymous said...


shores are sometimes longing for a river.
I saw one day a shore
that a river left it dry
with a broken heart of send and stone.
And man, and man is also sometimes fated
to be left abandoned, without strength
just like a shore.

Also the seashells
like shores, like the wind
also the seashells are sometimes
longing to a home which
we always loved –
and now is gone forever.
only the sea alone continues
to sing his songs.

Thus, among the seashells of man's heart,
sing to him his youth