The Bones Of The Earth Are The Waters Of The Sea (Poem)

When I was a child, I lived by the sea.

I swam in its waters and played on its shores.

Grey-bearded cypress trees and ancient oaks

Were my beloved friends,

And sea serpents taught me the beginnings of wisdom.

Now I live in the mountains far from any ocean.

I walk on their trails and gaze at their peaks.

Brightly garbed maples and hickory trees

Are my present companions,

And the bones of the earth counsel me on patience.

On a walk I picked up a stone and held it to my ear.

I did not hear the roar of vast waves.

But I did hear faint echoes of half-forgotten susurrations

Reminding me that I am loved.

The past is with us always.