The Horizon sweeps forever
(an illusion).
Vast emptiness between
Water, sky, & me.
The freedom of air uninhibited by anything.
Gentle waves kissing sand.
II.
A waitress with slender arms knows when
I’ve had too much coffee.
The smell of pines places comfort
Into a tired
sleepless soul.
Remember that the trees are older than you.
They speak through soil to
create our world.
