Friday, August 14, 2009

this all reminds me to feel

Change
ornate specks of salty ocean air
fall the the ebb of the tide
massaging the shore
slowly being pulled out of grasp
i long to hold it all.
to cup a wave -crest to trough
in my empty hands
this moment of comfort
soon falls to the domination of nature
a stronger force than us all
my liquid i have held for never long enough
is summoned by the westward winds
back to the waters
waiting for a new soul to scoop it up

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