A change in my gait, in my breathing
walking on the rocks, on the beach
in reverent mediation
slowing my pace, taking in the sea air
feeling the sand under my feet
the warming stones, the hot beach
lingering, looking toward the horizon
then my head cast to my feet
crouching down, to see the small shells,
the little smooth wet stones
the amethyst, brown, and clear sea glass
bits of porcelain, like the sea glass
smoothed by the journey from the sea
August 9, 2009
visit on August 6, 2009
to Beavertail Lighthouse
and rocks below
Jamestown, Rhode Island
www.beavertaillight.org
and visit on August 7, 2009
to North Kingstown, RI
town beach
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