The Widening Sky

I am so small walking on the beach
at night under the widening sky.


 
The wet sand quickens beneath my feet
and the waves thunder against the shore.


 
I am moving away from the boardwalk

with its colorful streamers of people


 
and the hotels with their blinking lights.

The wind sighs for hundreds of miles.


 
I am disappearing so far into the dark

I have vanished from sight.


 
I am a tiny seashell

that has secretly drifted ashore


 
and carries the sound of the ocean

surging through its body.


 
I am so small now no one can see me.

How can I be filled with such a vast love?

Through the 3rd Eye was supported in its inception by the Grand Rapids Humanities Council and is currently made possible by continued volunteer effort and private support. Copyright 2013.