build me a bridge
so I may return
after I venture where the gentle waves curl
and when I am bones
beneath the sea
may my prow crest like mountains on shores
(Late afternoon 19 January 2014, low tide at Mickler’s Beach, Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida. From a distance the shards of a wrecked boat hull in a tide pool {home to several clumps of starfish} looked like a miniature mountain range floating on the water…)
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