ABSORPTION

I do not conquer waves by riding
them to shore, nor stoop, scoop
up shells and carry home the loot,
nor pin right name on gull and flying
tern.
For miles at the very edge
between vast water and vast sand,
feeling nothing but the steady wind,
hearing only the unbroken sound
of the breaking surf, I trudge

somnambulist, soaking up the beach
like a sea sponge. The powerful
dim sensations at last reach
The slender ladders of my molecules.
Homecoming! All my cells exult.

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