Poem: Sea Grass


Sea Grass

The shore is awash with it,
sea grass,
a flood of yellow-green,
so tender a single step on its fronds
will kill it,
and so unexpectedly strong it can hold the sand
against the fury of storms.

You tiptoe
through the grasses,
through the sand,
preservation in every step, 
aware of your power
to preserve
or destroy. 

About this poem

That is the way of the beautiful, somehow strong and fragile all at once. Children. Lovers. The faithful. All. 


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