Watching You

Watching You

watching you
by the sand
i held the hand
of someone,
far older then me
a soul,
from an astral sanctuary
being with you
all at sea
by the beach
you and me
a little lemon to drink
i am far away
but still i am linked
to an astral sanctuary
by the waves
it is looking clean
even the boats,
and your mind
a turbo machine
i see people
some quite slight,
some quite lean
someone trying to run
someone looking mean
watching you
what do you do
by the beach


James Garratt – July 1995