[Critique Group 2] **Joan again

[Joan Myles]

Dear Friends,

Thank you for your patience...I have managed to revise my previous
submission to make the entire piece more sensible I think.
Blessings, and happy weekend,
Joan
**The Sea and Me**

It makes sense that the sea moves between shores.

The sea , which transforms itself from a quiet glass of rippling reflections

into a rocketing mountain of foam

And fury, wild with watering eyes.

And I have been taught  from every side

Life is a sea carrying me between two shores.

(Humans seem to like parentheses)

Beginnings and endings are tidy,

Tell us Where we have been and where we’re headed.

But just maybe, life has no parentheses.

Maybe Life is one infinite line with a few points that leap and dance.

Maybe an infinite circle, a place of silent

Knowing and bliss and love.

*And we all--squid and algae, salmon, starfish and rubber boots--

Flail about  frantically, suspended in darkness.*

As we frolic and fight and spawn like fish in the sea,

The sea of silent knowing, bliss and love.

Because we are  the ever-shifting sea foam

Floating in the vast, blue eternity of God.
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