Shek O

As I sat on Shek O beach

Waves washing my feet,

Gazing at a starlit sky,

my

I felt the rushing, receding,

Ripples of an

Ancient, desolate cry,

name

Glimpsed, here and there,

Moments of ecstasy when

Great stars collapse and die,

sucks

Remembered suffering and

Sacrifices, subsumed

In the perpetual tide.