VENNILA nr KAIN
Sea Shells and Sand Dollars
i was needlessly happy
watching you pick
sea shells and sand dollars
for me, your love
by the brief atlantic
we had sprinted
all the way from
the warm pacific
catching this turtle island
by the throat
not to strangle
but to snuggle with
the truth was known
and felt, like many grains of sand
in this one beach, soon the wave
shall come crashing
blending us back into vastness
all that was built
in this one beach by the ocean
shall come crashing.
but we are free
to build again if we must
sand castles and blue mountains.
in this one beach by the one ocean
for this one time.
