Sand Painting
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
Photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller
A child is playing in the sand.
What secrets does he understand?
He knows the magic of the sea.
The evidence is in his hand.
A blond head turns away from me
but I can feel the mystery.
It’s in the line his body makes…
the bend of elbow, neck and knee.
And watching him, my soul awakes.
His beauty swells and crests and breaks
in child-like wonder on my heart.
His innocence is all it takes.
Perhaps the ocean plays a part
in summoning this healer’s art.
The boy entranced me from the start.
The boy entranced me from the start.
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Tags: beauty, children, healing, magic, nature, ocean, sea
Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.