The waves
of olive green
lap softly
on the muddy shore.
The pungent smell
of salty, rotting fish,
given as an offering
to the gods of modernity,
surrounds the vacationers .
Nature has been
relegated to the outskirts--
down the street,
around the corner,
and to the left,
to be seen only
when you steal
a few minutes
alone.
3 comments:
I highly encourage you to "steal a few minutes alone." Connecting with nature is well worth it. A gift God has so graciously given us.
You are right. This one comes from when I was a kid, alone and exploring the environs around Ocean City (the bay side) in the morning. I was always a bit sad that the rest of the whole "Ocean City-ness" seemed to block the real nature there.
Loved this. It takes me back to my hometown (just minutes away from two beaches, several rivers, numerous fishpens and oyster farms). ;) Thanks for sharing. I've missed spending time here. Cheers.
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