Shoreline Meditation

Everything I have ever done

has prepared me for this.

Everyone I have ever touched

has led me to this embrace.

Everywhere I have ever been

has brought me here.

Every now

is a yes


The mockingbird’s refrain,

the slow moan of ocean breath,

the swaying sea oats gleaming,

the cricket whistle,

my neighbor’s flapping flag –

none of these could entice me

nothing new could surprise or delight me

if it were not for all

that went before.

Even this tiny seabird

with its rusty song

would be only a bird

among other birds

(greasy crows

squealing gulls

stalking sandpipers)

had it not been

for everything


I have ever done.