Uncover the Sun

Worth It

 

Rocks yearn

for the watery kiss

of ocean waves,

although that press

may eventually wear them down

 

Ask any bit of sand

if love was worth

shattering for

and that tiny smooth rubble

will smile under your feet

 

while it holds

families and picnics

and vacations

and dogs running like lovers

into the waves

 

The gritty sand

that was once rock

clings to feet, legs, hands,

hair, and thus travels

the world

 

to be brushed off by towels

and washed away

by hoses and showers

to go wherever

it may, still smiling

 

at how far love

has taken it,

moved

and embraced it,

shattered and all

Posted in Grief, poetry.

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