Sonnets from Suburbia
A beautiful and refreshing beach is not just about the sand and the waves, Tomatoes. This week Lady Penelope muses about nature’s messages via the beach.
On the Beach
I wonder what the ocean can instruct
To those of us who seek an answer for
Life’s mysteries or why we have been plucked
From here to there. One craves a metaphor.
Don’t look to me, I’m trudging through the sand
The same as you, no wisdom to impart.
I’m grateful holding to another’s hand
While figuring what’s what ‘fore we depart.
My take away is truly not so gloomy,
‘t is but a moment passing in this mood.
May I suggest some poetry by Rumi,
It might alleviate thy urge to brood.
With nature’s hidden lessons out of reach,
It’s not all fun and games here at the beach.
