Journey to an ever-changing sea


Each of us has travelled our own thirsty roads

to arrive, spray-faced, in our own seaside town

and walked our own historical lanes

in search of where we’ve been

so that we might know where we are going.


Can it be that the point of the journey

is the journey itself

and that our gravest danger

is arriving at each town

clinging to our memories of the last one?


At the breakwater of our learning,

we risk piling rock upon rock of yesterday,

building marinas of the mind

only to wake, breached,

by the tidal wave of tomorrow.


Let journeys bring us to the destinations they will

and let the waves deliver the tide unguarded

and we may yet see the purpose

of a pointless compass

in an ever-changing sea.

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