We walking on the beach

We walking on the beach

The steps, measuring silence in the whispering of sand
Softly giving in under our bare feet pressure
The wind nudging, pushing slightly on the back
Witnessing muted dialog of understanding souls

How many times things getting complicated
It's our fault to overcomplex the simplicity of it
Like two of us on empty shore floating in Never land
Free of Byzantine knots in overburdened mind

The water brings cooling respite to imponderable questions
Actually , giving the answers in the ebbs and flows
I catechize the heart with he loves me ,love me not
Silly abrogation for the truth already implanted
He is here, now , walking hand in hand
Looking so peaceful and content in golden aura of sun

by Margaret Gudkov