Friday, July 5, 2013

I cast a crown

I cast a crown
upon a glassy sea,
a crown given me
for something undeserved.
I cast a crown,
gently, so that neither
the crown nor the sea
would break, or fracture,
or shatter, or crack
into infinity. The crown
slid along the glassy sea,
losing momentum
until it came to rest
against a glassy wave.
Only then did I see
that the sea and the sand
were the same.

Photograph by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

1 comment:

Martha Jane Orlando said...

This is truly a gem of genius, Glynn. Loved it!