Broken glass.
Strollers pluck
rounded edges
half buried in surf.
Rumbling earth.
Tumbling waves.
Seeds wash away
Lost at sea.
Words dig chasms.
Hearts probe
For memories of love.
Calm moments holding, holding.
Family photos,
Grade-school poses,
Longing to rock and embrace
Forever. Amen.
Tenderness once whole
Splinters to recesses.
Goodbye –
Solitude remains.
Ragged edges soothed
by whispered psalms –
Mantras of hope
cllimb the final stairs.
Resilient sea glass
Gleam in dirt, sand –
Glint hope, beauty, Light, love –
the palm of God’s hand.
Beaches disclose
Smooth, caressed treasures
Weathered, lovely, mighty,
Reminders on the windowsill.
Beautiful. Sea glass stirs up so many memories and emotions for me. You always speak straight to my soul and make me smile.
There is something about the peace of the sea that is in our souls, Kim.