Last updated on December 24, 2021
In Repose
i sit
very still
and quiet
at the edge
of the sea
as it says
what it says
to me
i wonder
when it ever rests
maybe
on the other end
it’s as still
and as quiet
as me
waiting
for the sun
to rise
and sighing
as it
falls
beneath
there’s so much
going on
so much
i don’t see
or understand
or know
i feel like
a grain of sand
a drop of wave
picked up
and carried
and tossed around
then set me back
down
only to return
and retreat
in a rhythmic
and continuous
flow of time
a grain
is but a part
of something
more
something
infinitely more
as it travels so far
through time
and space
long nights
and dark days
in the crevice of a shell
tumbling and tumbling and tumbling
before it rests
in a bubble
of rain
and dries
in the breath
of a butterfly
and gets lifted
and carried off
in the careful hands
of a child
who will know
just what to do
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