Sunday, July 28, 2013

First Sun

Sunrise breaks
Over the Atlantic
Big, then huge, then vast
My thoughts crack open
The stutter-shush
Of the waves whispers
To my heart

I’ve wandered years
And nearly lost it
But I circle back now
To this ocean home
In one day of healing waters
Crusted wounds clear and shrink

Sleep brings strength
And quiet and meaning
My engine idles
Knowing I can start at need
Knowing I have no need
Mind, heart, body, soul
All replete, all content

A caravan of family
A kitchen full of
Tangible and edible love
Children underfoot
I have what I want
All I ever wanted

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