“…some part is ocean?…”…“my sand,” my poem
sand is humble…
my sand
When did I first know
that inside of me
some part is ocean?
I feel the gift
of a swelling crest,
I carry little waves
to make a shore
wherever I may need
to stop and rest,
I see afar with eyes of birds,
I skim a surf
where no one goes,
I walk with you
and wonder
that we may have different sand
between our toes,
the breaker sound
is a familiar call,
you may hear me hum
but can you hear
my offshore breeze,
the plover’s song that
lingers at my ear?
The ocean part of me is older, noisier,
easier, light like driftwood,
calm as sunsets,
sure as tides,
bright as sunrise,
as humble as sand,
eternal like blue water.
April 26, 2025
Inspired by a haiku by Rosemary Wahtola Trommer, April 20, 2025.
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