Maybe it's Only Us...

On two sides

was the bright beach,

behind,

the lagoon.

In front,

the darkness of the island.

He found himself

understading

the wearisomeness of life.

Only here could be allow his feet to move

Sun in his face;

though it were part of a brighter childhood.

There must be no mistake

no chasing imaginary...

about this assembly.

Not for laughing

or for falling off the log

not for making jokes

not fun

but bussiness.

Bring water from streams,

shelters,

then the fire....

And the Beast:

the black,

humped figure

against the lagoon.

Considering

the vast streches of water,

the high sea beyond,

heard silently

the sough,

the whisper from the reef;

unknown infinate of possiblities.

It's fear

but there's nothing in it

Fear can't hurt you anymore than a dream....

Crybabies!

Be frightened

if you like.

But as for the beast--

I'm a hunter or not?

The assembly cried out savagley

Ralph

moved restlessly

stood up in amazement

looked at jack open mouthed.

You Simon?

You believe in this?

Maybe it's only us....

The world,

that understandable

and lawful

world,

was slipping away so suddenly.

Maybe it's only us.