Etched <br />- - - - - <br />It was a beautiful scene <br />Tinged with evening hues <br />Along the cool sequestered seashore <br />My soul wished to stray, <br />See and feel a little more <br />Winds, waves, sea and sands <br />And the glory of the setting sun <br />Incessant lashing of little waves <br />Plashing in and out <br />Bringing smell salty and crusty <br />For long and in loneliness <br />And on the horizon, a ship <br />Spreading his banner sailing away <br />And disappearing out of sight <br />And the setting sun strikingly picturesque <br />Going down and down <br />Where unknown <br />May be unto his abode down the ocean <br />For a good night's rest <br />After the day is done <br />As I was watching <br />The Nature's grand event <br />Everything around, in my memory <br />Getting weaved and etched <br />Forever as a treasure of rarity <br />God's perfect beauty <br />A superb handiwork <br />Drawing me closer to divinity......<br /><br />DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/etched-3/
