The Golden Sand

The Golden Sand

Far in the opulent desert land

Sparkle golden sand

Dry and flaccid from distance,

It embraces treasure of heartland.

Yes! Lies the golden sand

Far in the desert land.

Feet traversed the land

Without discerning sand,

With a benevolent gaze at the lines of my palm

Did I embrace the golden sand?

The almighty paves a path

A path to ardour the land,

Yes, the golden sand armoured the soul

With peace profound.

Sparkling in the palms,

It adored like heap of diamond, so intense.

Glittering vibrant colors

Radiating imperial strength.

The soul treasured

The touch mesmerized

Feeling essence of an adorable feather,

The heart fragrant like a flower bed

Gleaming in all weather.

The body danced in the ballerina of dreams,

Lo and behold! Dreams which can shatter,

Close to the reality of life

Perching for the sacred space,

Resilience mind.

Counted lines in the palm

Unlike countless granules,

When the palm unfurled

Every granule lifted, fisted

Slipped shaping fond reminiscence.

The breezy winds with the dint of stormy journey

Enveloped the sand

Like cloud obscuring sun.

This was destined.

It was golden sand

Far in the desert land.

An alcove for ardent endearment…

Shaheen Hasan

Jaisalmer, December 2019