THE SHORE

Out of the water
and on to land
our forebears came.
Evolution’s claim we understand.

So many of us are drawn to the shore
there where primordial feelings stored
are stirred.

Now staring at the sea
the brevity of me
is touched by the eternal.

By watching waves
my smallness in the scheme of things
does not deter my wonder.

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