West Sands

March 15, 2010
By redsoxandsunshine SILVER, Hamilton, Massachusetts
redsoxandsunshine SILVER, Hamilton, Massachusetts
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Could the sand become glass and tear me to pieces?
Could the sea become ice and crush me to sand?
Could the earth break apart and swallow my body?
The sun fall to earth and its heat scorch the land?
Could the wind dissolve me until nothing was left?
Could the grass become strangling brier?
The castles I build devour the trees?
The trees become towers of fire?
Could love for the land leave me bereft?
Could hate for it help me survive?
Oh those futile hopes to harness the sea,
Respect for it keeps me alive.


The author's comments:
This is about going back home to a beach where you were once a child who built sand castles and tried to control the tides. You realize your powerlessness now, but also miss those days. Or interpret it however else you want.

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