What to do, what to do
Stand with the cold ocean waves washing over my feet and ankles
Watch the sun go down?
Watch the planes go up?
Watch the clouds roll in?
Waiting for answers to come
It had been so long since I’d been at the ocean that I forgot the sound of it – the loudness of the roar of the waves and the wind
Watch the birds skim the water?
Watch them dive?
The raven has been my constant companion of late…
not so today
I no longer pick up shells
I have enough of those from earlier years
plenty I do not want to part with
Pretty oyster shell
Wouldn’t it be nice to turn it and find a pearl inside?