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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