The Still (Agates)

The Still (Agates)

I sit quite still on what is left

Of an ancient and mighty foundation

A rock that used to be hidden

Unknown

Part of a vast landscape

That is now pulverized 

Into sand, into agate

The waves keep on advancing

Year after year

Day after day

Moment after moment

So I sit here and pray

By just enjoying the sunset

Enjoying the spray

Listening to the sounds of the destruction

Listening to the sounds of creation

There’s an incredible symmetry to it all

I hear the ocean’s beckon call

I answer with the most vociferous of silence

I answer with the most ardent of still

I see the colors, I sense the will

To just simply sit here alone on the foundations

Wondering where my foundations have gone

They’ve disappeared into the ocean’s song

Leaving behind the sand 

And the agates

2/5/20, kdc

One Comment Add yours

  1. Beautiful imaginative poem. Too good.

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