Returning to China Cove
After twenty-four years,
The same green-blue on white sand.
But rather than children and crabs
Playing together,
Seals alone rested on the beach.
We watched some body surf on the gentle waves,
Including a little one, buffeted
But not panicked, just peaceful.
The waves come and the waves go,
But I am floating in a beautiful sea
With my companions
And it will either work out or it won’t.
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