BEACH NOTES

       BEACH  NOTES

   

         Sea and Sun

The sea is a loving mother,

cleansing bodies, lifting spirits

as her children frolic

in the heart of happiness;

then late the sun

intensifies all colors

like lights turned on within.

           New Day

Day is new and so are you,

fresh as the first wave to reach the shore.

“…begin and cease and then again begin…”

(“Dover Beach,” in case you want to look it up.)

You are finite, but child of infinity,

who made you and did not desert you. 

You have nothing to fear,

no need for greed,

so just relax

in the rhythm of the universe,

which is most apparent

here at the sea

which speaks

to the rhythm within.

             Rain

The rain plays tag with the sea—

little sister/big sister, a family reunion. 

Sea birds fly askew, pelicans in precision.

Beach runners crisscross

in silent brotherhood, sisterhood,

or whatever hood you choose

since language has been sacrificed

at the Queen of He-or Sheba’s altar. 

The rains came, the rains went, the rains came again.

         July 16, 2013