at the water's edge

at the water's edge

apologues come alive
by the moonlit swells

and with the ebb
and flow of waves

at the water's edge
dastaans are shared

the flickering flames
cast orange shadows

on map-lined faces
at the water's edge

as the embers cool

the tangerine glow
embraces the world

at the water's edge

life smells the same

as it did eons ago

the beach, the hut

were and will be there

when we return

with new faces

to the water's edge