February 20, 2012


Please god do not
let me descend
to searching the endless sand,
sifting for gifts
left by lovers
lost in each other's eyes,
or lifted from those who rescued
a child from the breaking sea,
offering a token sacrifice
left here not for me.
Let me earn my way
so you will know
I have found you by design,
not feeling my way blind,
reduced to the random
wanderings of chance,
pinching pennies cast
adrift in the sands of time.