_                                                 _You can see how the waves
roll in and out but the shore

_                                                 _remains intact. Essentially
unchanged. Or how a seed

_                                                 _opens and the shoot pushes up
while the root thrusts down.

_                                                 _A horizon of sun above, mineral
and water below. Argue

_                                                 _if you must how the shore manifests
instability, how grains of sand

_                                                 _are swept off the beach and cast
into new maps. Or how

_                                                 _canopy shades the smaller tree
to death while roots crack

_                                                 _the mortar of a house. Cry out what
you imagine the heart

_                                                 _of the world to be. What solace
in the harsh knowing all you

_                                                 _love will perish? The sun rises.
The sun sets. If you think

_                                                 _of a great circle you are half right.
Consider center and radius,

_                                                 _not circumference. Consider containment.
You choose the weight of stone

_                                                 _in your belly when you could
be a feather. In the end none

_                                                 _of this matters. As you fall or fly
remember the way of the sea.

_                                                 _To surge is to recede is to surge is to recede.