Sand Dunes

Ask sand dune what it is,
A heap of sand changing its pattern with the wind every day,
I ask myself who am I,
I am what I am, changing with my emotions every day.

Sand dune. a shining sand castle in a golden sunset,
Or a buried marine treasures chest,
My life, a mirage full of hopes.
Or a Pandora's box full of life's trials and tribulations.

What does the sand dunes hear in the perpetual music of ocean waves,
Melodies and exuberance of waves to embrace it someday,
What I envision when I watch those lovely waves,
Me an exultant lover trying to reach my beloved with the musical
rhythms of eternity someday.

Munia Khan
I love the precious metaphors thoughout this great piece of poetry.Very much enjoyed this finest Sand Dunes Narain.

sonetta
and the waves always come back to the shore.....

Kesav V Easwaran
life and the varied experiences it provides...good use of symbols employed in the poem

PrEmJi PrEmJi
we all sand dunes taking new shapes every moment by the hard hitting life's wind...

Nikunj
you say so much bout the dunes and thie longings and the thread of connectivity with human life ...nice poem to read thru ...

Becky
lovely poem as always- pleasant, gentle, and strong with love