Beach chairs upside down
Collapsed umbrellas in flight
Surfers jumping waves
The channeled whelk lives
A prisoner on the beach
Never making waves

Beach chairs upside down
Collapsed umbrellas in flight
Surfers jumping waves
The channeled whelk lives
A prisoner on the beach
Never making waves

In his hand he holds the perfect outer body of a horseshoe crab. They’re everywhere. His eyes drift over them. “They didn’t die,” I say.

--- Something different A limerick! Is it lost as it roams Among these outstanding poems Or is it synergistic?!?

How often do I enter each new day with Beginner’s Mind?! Open to what life has to reveal to me today. My yoga practice reminds me.
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