The shore has lain comatose
for nigh on a million years
a silent but strong barrier
against the encroach of sea.
Yet in the silence I can hear
the wish to join the sea
and travel far beyond the reach
of mankind’s evil ways.
But stuck it is like you and me
creating and maintaining
an extraordinary barrier
against the encroach of love.
Unlike sea love knows to withdraw
and wait in the corners of many
lifetimes
and I wish sometimes it was like
sea
to always provoke that
intractable shore.
Love is kind but is it kind
to leave mankind’s free will
alone
and feel the pain of being
ignored
in, oh, so many little ways?
And yet love waits and soon
perhaps
we’ll know that waiting as was
made
will be the most spectacular
kindness ever known.
