Alchemy

Shape shifting

Water,

rippled in the breeze,

curled edges running quickly to sharp sand,

changing the shape

of this strand,

where bare white crabs

sleep in shallow,

sun-warmed,

salty pools,

where flesh pink shells glisten

like jewels and

raucous sea-gulls

swoon

in a summer-blue sky.

Where Oyster Catchers ride the tide

inches above foam crested waves that break,

the way they always do.

My shadow, cast on seaweed covered rocks, will change, and change, and change.

Welcome home said the sea.

In the muddied mix of life, my footprints finding a trough of fertile silt.

~ ~ ~

Shape Shifting © 2014 Teri Flynn @ Masked Native

8 Comments

  1. Beaches are the best right?The sand castles,the waves,the sunset,the crabs running,a really special place right?

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    1. Thank you Jana, going barefoot on sand, grass or stone, should be prescribed for the health of body and mind. I was also thinking of the muddied mix of our life experiences, sometimes very hard to manage at the time, but in retrospect, prove to be the fertile silt for our growth.

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  2. Teri, i am always inspired by the words you share, there is always a certain pleasant imagery that comes to life in such a soothing way…it has to be your precious selfless heart and spirit…but it is wonderful to share moments with you always!

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