Shoreline Song
There’s a song the grasses know but never
sing, holding it in the secrecy of silence
on calmer days; it awakens only when
the winds stir up from the distances where
they wait and begin to rehearse again
the promises they keep. The sands know
of this, too, and the gulls, each murmuring
in their way while on and on the stealthy
dunes crawl, moving imperceptibly as they
drift slowly along the edges of the sea.
Mark S. Burrows is a theologian, poet, and translator. A longtime resident of New England, he currently teaches religion and literature at the Protestant University of Applied Sciences in Bochum (Germany). His recent publications include Meister Eckhart’s Book of the Heart. Meditations for the Restless Soul, with Jon M. Sweeney (2017); a new book of his poems, The Chance of Home, will be published in March, 2018. http://www.msburrows.com
This is beautiful. I wanted to be right there.
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