Something In The Sand Is More Honorable Than Us Poem by RIC BASTASA

Though stepped upon
by all those feet that come
here for no reason but
pleasure

more is found in the sea
than depth
for we come here not for
its mysteries or
what unknowns are there
that it is offering

we who like to wallow in the
shallow
we who says we are tasting
the same salt
all over
we who are talking things lightly
to drive all the demons
that keep us away from the
gentle touches of our
own hands
from the placid shores of our
own eternities.