ODE TO THE WAVES ~BY R. W. STANFIELD

ODE TO THE WAVES

The sea is rough
Windswept waves eat away at the shoreline
A grain of sand at a time.

I search for driftwood to remind me of you
A hummingbird beak
A bleach-colored whale, body, ornaments
For a possession
To carry you away
With each wave

Each wave, Each loss,
diminishes the whole earth
washed away from the human continent along with a piece of myself.

Some indeed go willingly
Into the dark night
A part of all of us died when you died.
Now your words and deeds remain
I will carry them Until
I, too,
Venture into that night.

Ashes scattered Into water
Words sung
Into the morning wind
Sleep, fair sister
Rest now
The sea is calm.

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Featured image credits to Hansuan_Fabregas on Pixabay

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