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#‎Day22_Facade‬

On a calm coastal afternoon
She sweeps by;
Wonders around for a moment
Till she discovers an uncolonized spot
She sits motionlessly
Wallowing at the horizon beyond
Trying to find the break between the sea and the sky far away!
The soft wind blows sand onto her feet
She is too taken away, she feels none of it
Like mortar to brick
The sand on her feet sticks
With wind blowing tiredly
Against her long half-sand-sunken legs
To a pattern of brick on mortar!
Skewed in many ways
But a wall seemed clear as day!She snaps out and lays a mat on the sandy ground
As though a mason lays his slab bound in place by steel
She lies there lost! Yet again, into the blue of the clear sky!
Counting the sun rays to no avail
Only glare everywhere stares sharply!
The walls are raised high
Almost to the sky
Till she notices
A missing roof!
A crown, a tiara…
To honor the majesty of this magnificent scenery!
Thatching works well, this heat is harrowing
Straws of reed with a touch of burnt tiles
Gives a twist of rustic yet subtle style;
To this crown of magnificence,
The walls need a sandstone cladding
Just something, to blend to this surrounding
As she turns to lay on her belly;
Like that one!
The one with a wildlife color coat

She points at a nearby resort!
Doors were of bamboo poles
Strong enough against the sea wind
But meticulously arranged
To allow the sea breeze cool the heated walls inside!
This has to be done right, a house on the beach;
So the façade has to be alright,
She rises, downs her shades and walks away
Into the sea as her round figure fades away.

©Krv_220616

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