The tide carries in with it both treasure and trash.
Shells to “hear” the sea, beaches to play and embrace the sun on– and simultaneously,
Debris like tons of plastic; and oil spills galore–from collective society.
Why does it seem that the flotsam that hurts the earth
Is outweighing the beauties that exist simultaneously?
The water knows.
I never will. I just plug along enjoying our beautiful backyard.
Taking walks on nature trails.
The pull of the ocean, the strength of the nearby Mississippi river’s current, even the
Torrent of the streams that line the nature trails I take— all of these
Forms of water remind me that treasure still remains in this largely water-
I believe that; I need to, to not become deluged by the tide of trash.