A calm sea murmured soft hymns;
a beach, near Indonesia,
a paradise for surfers and holiday makers.
Morning surreal hours;
Silvery waves gently flowed;
cool breeze sighed along the reedy shore.

Out of nowhere rose a wall of rolling water --
sweeping from the horizon,
to the shore, to the fields,
every where!

Caught unaware,
surfers and
beachcombers
screamed,
ran, calling to each other
and to Heaven.
Their voices swept away...
they were swept away
by mighty current;
in the soft glow of the day,
a deluge from Asian skies .

Now sea gulls cry over
endless miles of wrecked homes,
watery land and sunken gardens;
flotsam, corpses everywhere.

Who would have thought a calm sea
could become
Tsunami Tragedy?

~Agatha Lai~

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