Waves of yesterdays evidenced in footprints not yet erased lose their shadows in the gradual light of another day, and I add to them on my way to where the sand shows no trace   of existence. I am one of the few witnesses.   I patiently wait and wait for sun to make his … Continue reading Witness


white gull camouflaged against the white sugar sand sparkling on white shell in magical fashion white-crested waves crashing gracefully onto shore passing through me with the salty cure muted subtle hues calm my mind and spirit my arms i raise no wings to lift away with   i fall into the surf and when all … Continue reading Emergence