The One

 

Like black-shelled turtles emerging from underground tunnels,

they hide their heads from the rain,

scurry to their assigned dry places,

shake off water, disappear – but for one

blue shell that separates to find ocean.

 

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The Cycle

All the rivers run into the sea.

Tributaries, estuaries where fresh meets salt water.

Rivers are always changing, but  the cycle

is invariable; all returns to the headwaters.

Man. Water. There is no new thing.

estuary

Palmiet River (South Africa.) enter the Atlantic Ocean

“There is no new thing” – Ecclesiastes 1:7

Heavy Weather

Heavy the oar to him who’s tired,

lightened by the sunset over the harbor.

Heavy is the saltwatered, rain-watered oilcloth coat,

drying beside the sleeping sailor and fireplace.

Morning’s red sky and heavy the sea.

 

painting

Heavy the Oar to Him Who is Tired, Heavy the Coat, Heavy the Sea, 1929 by Ivan Albright, American, 1897-1983, oil on canvas