Beach on Infinity


There’s a secret beach I travel to ..

Beach on Infinity


And we walked along

the guarded path

where the pygmy loves

could not tread,

to the sands of the sacred beach

on a sea of infinity,

to that place in the sand

where the setting sun

froze and

stood still as a pearl.

And our dreams crystallized

into cast

grains of salt

all around us.

There with our feet

grounded In the sand

of a cosmos

of a million realities,

Our love became

a piercing of the heart.

Our tears became bubbles

that rose upwards

and burst into the air

that was thick

with the moment

of a golden light,

and with a fleeting


quickly melting

into a night of stars.

From “Free Verse in Useless Times” by PWChaltas


One and the Same

One and the Same

We start poetry,
Prose, and life with “I”,
When we can start
Inclusively with “we”,
And some start
Only with “she”
Some profess vehemently

We are alone
We are free,
But the story is not yet
Not yet done.
In time
We return
And we see
We are connected as the One