A wandering soul,
upon the rocks.
The Oceans
never ending churning.
Seaweed, cast upon the stone.
Cast with thought
and constant yearning.
Once upon a lullaby.
At least a thousand years before.
A desperate secret
once was buried.
Underneath the soil and stone.
Where the dunes
begin to falter.
Where the sands
and forest meet.
Treasure buried in the long grass
hidden from the passing feet
Gold and Diamonds,
Sacred Sculptures.
Scriptures of an ancient tongue.
Hidden underneath the long grass,
lost beneath the burning sun.