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