I am birthed from the verdant forest
Upon your openness
Distant surf breaks murmuring
Upon my grateful sailor’s ears
Under foot a tapestry of woven sand
In myriad patterns delights my downcast eyes
I open my palms to swallow the beauty
My heartaches ebb away
Like the tidewater before me
In reverence
I am alone
I am free
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 10:31 AM UTC
I am birthed from the verdant forest
Upon your openness
Distant surf breaks murmuring
Upon my grateful sailor’s ears
Under foot a tapestry of woven sand
In myriad patterns delights my downcast eyes
I open my palms to swallow the beauty
My heartaches ebb away
Like the tidewater before me
In reverence
I am alone
I am free