THE FOREVER OF IT ALL

Every day
the sea

came to see us

waiting patiently
just outside the

little yellow house
an enamel brooch

pinned upon
a morning's horizon.

We listening to
a seashell telling tales

of the hidden ocean
inside us

in the voice of the blood
journeying from tip to toe.

"Shhhhhh....sushhhhh!"
"Shhhhhh....hushhhhh!"

said the sunlight
entangled in the leaves

as if the sea were
throwing its voice.

A seagull laughed loudly
at the forever of it all.

An orange grew quietly
upon a tree.