Abiding Minds
written by: Mark Tulin
@Crow_writer
At the edge of the jetty,
I rest on a flat rock
with shivering bones
and eyes that water
Like a resting bird,
I sit in peace
while the sea around me
speaks in windblown words
and broken sails,
ships beached and capsized
On a tide of choppy energy,
nature takes many strange turns,
eluding peace, expanding space
before the universe wakes
from its nightmare
Only pelicans fly in a straight line,
abiding minds gliding,
skimming the shimmery surface,
those teachers of the sea
with a marvelous intuition,
they grasp more of life’s lessons.
Mark Tulin is a retired therapist from California. Mark's books include Magical Yogis, Awkward Grace, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories, Junkyard Souls, Rain on Cabrillo, and Uncommon Love Poems. He's featured in Cafe Lit Magazine, Still Point Journal, The Opiate, The Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, Amethyst Review, Vita Brevis Press, White Enso, WryTimes, and Red Wolf Editions. He is a Pushcart nominee and a Best of Drabble.
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