Shifting Sands

Demons and marvels Winds and tides In the distance the sea has already vanished Demons and marvels Winds and tides And you Like sea-grass touched gently by the wind In your bed of sand you shift in dreams Demons and marvels Winds and tides In the distance the sea has already vanished But in your half-closed eyes Two little waves remain Demons and marvels Winds and tides Two little waves in which to drown.