Wave After Wave

I’ve come here to sit with the tide
that knows no ceasing
in its ebb and flow –
covering the deep
exposing its treasures.

I sit on a log
cast on the beach long ago
by ocean currents and waves,
bleached by the sun -
made ready for my sitting.

Wave after wave
lures me, pulls me
into ocean’s compelling grip
where deep contemplation
is the only response.

Surely this
is what I’ve come for –
to let wind and wave
mesmerize me, realign me
in my “becoming” once again.

- by Carol Grace Scott
from the poetry collection: earth, ether and the turning of the tide