The Sonder

A poem on walking the shore in winter.

steady sonder soothing same
step by step we walk in hand
the ice and water, hardened sand
all welcome us to see


miles of waves and miles of sky
all is hushed on quiet land
the baby sleeping, you and I
we three have come together

the shore has froze, the shore is swept
I see the tide and understand
the season's promise always kept
this is the winter harvest


here to wander, here to stay
a piece of driftwood planted stands
a family newly makes their way
always treading forward

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