Green Sea
By Indran Amirthanayagam
Sea green,not blue,
bed full of sand,
flotsam,bodies,
waves still
unsettled,
20 foot high
breakers
make fun
of the makeshift
matted boat
setting out
for the first time
since December 26th,
hungry family
waiting for the catch,
no other way
but face the waves
again,yet questions
persist about moves
to the city
or the mountains,
images of green
fields,bulbs,beetroot,
milking cows mixed
with furious swells
in daydreams and
nightmares, yet
the sea's father
and mother,
karma and dharma
and all other
available terms
including fate
to explain
why waves killed
25 members of
my neighbor's family
but spared me
to see
this sea green.
Poem Courtesy of "Only the sea
keeps: Poetry of the Tsunami"
Pictures: HumanityAshore
