Shadow on the Sand
along the sands a small boy ran
and ran and ran and ran
behind his shadow on the sand.
there came footsteps from the sucking sea
more and more and more
running up the sands
seeking refuge on a hill
as trees along the waters edge broke
but left no shadow on the sand
each night each spirit in each orb
drifts and lifts in silken dark
and joins the golden cord of lights
to fill black gaps between the stars.
they leave no shadow on the sand
pim claridge