Sounds of Water - Petit Bot

Sounds of Water - Petit Bot

The sun blazes down
warming the granite stones
at the top of the beach
on which I sit.

An onshore breeze
drives the surf in.
Here you can hear Neptune’s pulse
crashing on the golden sand.

The roar of the surf
dominates the bay,
all other sound obscured,
as the ocean roars in.

Yet, step back
lie on the grassy bank
and listen to fresh water tumble
under the café.

It has a softer roar
but more sustained,
as if not needing
to take breath.

Here water nymphs
dance their day away.
Their joyful voices
begging the cool water to stay.

The distant pulse pervades
“Come…. Come…”
and once again
the water hurries on toward the bay.

John Carré Buchanan
10 May 2011