Small feet run over the
Pebbles scattered across the ocean
Coast line draws the line.

Between life and death
Pebbles hold the names, the souls
Salty waters and dry lands.

Tears on the cheeks gone
Pebbles scattered memories
Small feet run the line.
January  21, 2021

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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