…into infinite distance

Ripples in the sea, embanked by gold on beds of silver sand
liquid diamonds in the sun, alluvial pearls along the shore
in luminous reflection
so pure, so clear, so calm, a quiet peace descends
placid darkness, a universe beneath, a deeper realisation dawns
the surface hides an angry swell of ceaseless change
it breaks the heart that such rare perfection disappears so soon
waves of frantic restlessness, deep and shallow, stirred or still
they regenerate above and below, the depths are full of life
these beauties are but fleeting, within the sea of suffering
diffused in weaving drifts,mingled in one tumultuous lament
one vertical moment, into infinite distance, sad and clear
© Ann Bagnall