My Evolution

by John Grey

How succinctly the sea
speaks to my origin.
How triumphantly heaven mounts the sky,
stakes out a radiant blueness.

One gathers threads of existence
deep beneath.
The other skims the hiss of swells,
from shoreline to horizon.

At my feet, the invisible rolls in.
Above me,
the scripture is taken up
by gull and pelican disciples.

On a slow walk along the beach
I look up, peer down.
I’m in no hurry either way.
Living rests easy with me.

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