5-16-17 You’ll Find Me Here

 I am greeted today with a heavy longing 

Something so vast and pure 

I can see it trail off into the distance 

The sea carries it off and brings it back 

Crashing it against the shore 

Eroding it and shaping it 

Smoothing it 

Eventually to be left on shore shaking hands with each grain of sand 

Heavy longing

To be picked up by wandering hands 

Watching the sky fall and rise from blue to pink 

Wondering what other colors can fit in the cracks of the clouds 

Once afraid of the sea 

But now waiting to be washed through every crash 

A longing to be pure again 

Waiting to be shaped again 

Into something new 

•you'll find me here•

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