Poem: 4-4-2014

A Lune

DUNE

The dunes shimmer

shifting sands, flowing of time

an hour-glass.

Runes are exposed

tell a story, of civilization

it’s footprint.

Tunes glow through

 the wind, wash away remnants

 clear as glass.

The moon shines

on pale blue dunes, was

it a mirage?

 ©2014 April

Lalarukh Lasharie