Children have their play on the seashore of worlds (3)
The last sun of the century sets amidst the blood-red clouds
Memories are fleeting, just like the waves that faded at those feet
Tantura beach, Aug 2020 acrylic
On the seashore of endless world
children gather shells and scatter them again
Corona days: The future is unbeknown
I watch the children s trolling beside the sea, wave and sky
The clouds with a snowy hue and the ripple waves break, with silver feathers on
Waves sing meaningless ballads to the child
Sullen cloud are gathering fast over the stormy fringe of the sea
Shallow waters (2)
A pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach
Silhouettes in their own private universe
We make footprints in the sand, but the sea of memories wash them away
