{On The Beach}

The ocean is big, and
We are small.
Insignificant, but here
Laughing for the joy of being alive,
For breath, for this:
The sky and its cotton candy pink,
The sun, and only God knows all the
Crabs, fish, and other small lives.
We mix like sand, rub and age,
Us and the salty creatures I don’t know.
As my friends and I run along the shore,
Our feet denting the wet sand,
Water splashing up our legs,
Light bounces off the sea,
The clams fulfill their purpose
And we keep running.


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