Sands
Oracle
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Sometimes when I am
Trying to decide something, or if I am
Looking for an answer which
Is escaping me, I will go to
The beach in hopes of direction.
I have always considered
The salt water to be a source
Of healing, and so I will frequently
Wade in and wash my face
In the surf, or I will just
Sit on the sand and hope that
The beauty of what I am
Seeing will speak to me…
I learned this from my father
When I was a young boy.
He loved to be at the beach.
What definitely will always
Speak to me are Peace and Calm
And Solitude, but the answers
To my worldly questions
Always seem elusive, as if
Creation knows what is best for me –
And that I should simply be
Basking before the baptismal font,
And not be worrying about something
Which will soon be turning
To ashes and dust…
Leo Carroll
May 27, 2018
So many tides
And tugs, my heartstrings
Run wild and
Endlessly amok…
Which tide, be it
Low or high,
Which surf,
Which crest of
Foam to me
Carries the reply?
All I hear is
Roar in my ears,
And all I see is
One wave after
The other — with its
Message writ
In a strange script, not
Discernable to
E’en a seer.