Whither? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Whither?



Sea oats gently swaying
Reaching, arching
Softly nodding

Lucid green water
The Atlantic
White crests of waves
Rolling toward
Ever inward

Whereto do sea oats point
What are the waves reaching to?

So is my life
Reaching, ever reaching

I am as real as
The sea oat, the wave

And my reaching
Is as real and purposeful.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret O Driscoll 09 January 2016

Reaching, reaching to the light, Liilia, light is all around you, lovely!

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