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And Words Are All I Have
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Time to put off the world and go somewhere
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And find my health again in the sea air...
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My Heart's Home
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The ocean is this beautiful unexplored place.
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Why on Earth everyone isn’t down there, I don’t know.
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Poems seem fitting to my subject this week, a befitting way to mark my return to this tiny out island.
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The closest land mass east of this outcropping of limestone rock and coral fossils is Africa; 7600 miles, give or take, if you set out from where I am standing. When the winds blow on to this shore they can carry with them the sands of the Sahara Desert.
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I love thinking about that as I stand and look to the horizon. How we are all part of something so much more. So much greater, so much of it imponderable.
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Do our spines remember gills, our bellies
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Can we conjure ourselves in
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amid the ocean’s unknowable chambers,
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resurrect what it was we carried,
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my watery DNA that surely lurks
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I imagine myself armless,
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sleek again, fins as my rudder.
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Forced to the surface for air,
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rebelling from memories of diving
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skirting wide the beaches,
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until the light finally left the surface.
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Don’t let fear fuel your choices. Live fearlessly. Run towards life.
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Don’t worry about what people will think.
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Trust me, it doesn’t matter.
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Keep the luxuries, the extras,
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the heavy cream for coffee,
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the cashmere; it itches anyway.
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The expanse of cerulean sea
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that deepens to wine dark at the horizon,
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the delicate frame of palm fronds
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lofting against the wind.
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The surf breaking hard off shore
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on a reef I've come to know well.
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Include that lone broken shell
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lolling at the water's edge.
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Bathe it all in the luscious lavender light
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And please, just a hint of yellow oleander.
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