Monday, July 25, 2011

NIght Beach

In the time after the sparkles
when the dark waves speak
in their low tones
along the dark beach
and the liquid heat
has drained out of the day
Lean in close
to take in what they have to say
Here in the hush
of night high tide
where water meets the soft sand
and the seaweeds glide
in the last glowing of the evening sky
The ancient secrets whisper once again
No, you will not put words on this
even though you’ll hear and understand
The soothing language of the bay
can comfort you
beyond all reason, or anything you planned
The circle, circle, rock and rush
persistent, peaceful, patient
when you’ve gone home, this hush, recalled
will bring you here again.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 25, 2011



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