Craggy rocks submerged in the shipwrecked water
‘The people we were aren’t always the people we become’ (VanDerWerff 2017)
That may be disappointing,
but it also means we’re not bound by our past.
Living on with that knowledge is both powerful
The hermit crab rolls another grey ball of sand out from its hole
onto the shore. And I know that when I return, next year,
it will still be there,
That which was built yesterday will be washed away
I must learn to begin, again.
I don’t know where it will lead, but
not knowing is a part of attending to
A small bird skips across the muddy sand as
jazz lullabies play from the radio of a car.