06 December 2007


The castaway beads

I gather while walking

along the beach

become prayer beads

as I gaze out over the Sound

linked to the Gulf

joined to the World Ocean

connected to us all.

People are the links

of the prayer beads

of a castaway civilization

adrift at sea

and lost ashore.

I am a daubed bauble

on the broken chain of castaways

praying for the connection.

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