The Life

By Amitrajit Sarkar

Wave after wave brakes into the shore

Free from any living being

A lonely lighthouse stands still silently

And wait for the night to fall.

A strong wind blows from the south

Startle those trees standing

Across the shoreline

All alone.

An unexpected stranger shows up

From above the pine trees

And slide down the seashore

Landing on a piles of log

This is a good omen

That brings the news of fishing boat to arrive

A band of sailors waiting for months

Ready to see the land.

Food will be plentiful for all

And once again this place will be filled with

Laughter and life

Till the winter turns into spring

And ice start melting down

By Amitrajit Sarkar