The wonder is still there – Robert Irwin
I smashed the castle before
leaving
Because if not me it would
have been the tide
And we all exert power in our
own ways.
Kicked away from recognition
It didn’t blink.
Shells shattered deeper.
The dead are always
collecting in bunches
Unknowing; dust soil ash sand
Broke-down everything
Remnants of the elsewhere.
Do children eat sand to
return?
Past life desires?
Craving for yesterdays?
Tribes once ate the hearts of
great warriors
To keep hold of their spirits
But I won’t share a fork with
friends.
In the car, I wipe my boots of
castle sand
There’s an echo where none
should be.
A wind that has ripped over
this beach
Since it was freshly hardened
rock,
But my body lacks the history
to remember.
–Walker Percy
