The Sea

Rolling & purring & crashing so

fierce waves smash upon the lazy east coast

And ah, the sea! The beautifully ancient & haunting sea! 

Filled with washed up love & ship-wrecked dreams

 

Old man paces, folded arms behind his back

& steadies himself from a wave's swift crash

We all grow old, we all grow frail

I've seen the youth of my life set sail

 

But so yet the sea, wild & wide & mysterious sea! 

Contains something greater than all of humanity

Contains maybe god itself

(or maybe we contain god ourselves) 

 

Old man falls from the swift, evil tide

Lands on the sand beneath his left side

Lands on solid ground

(or maybe this is hollowed ground) 

 

All of the chatter of the birds & the waves

Cover sacred silence where a greater destiny is laid

Laid pinned upon its back

(or maybe we are pinned too) 

 

Pinned to our restlessness, almost as the sea

Ah, the sea, the sea--purring brother to you and me! 

Surfacing both pleasure & pain upon its silver caps

Reminding us all of the constant, the changing, the past

 

 (Tybee Island, GA)

(Tybee Island, GA)