Footnotes In the Sand

Strewn on the shoreline, as I walk along the beach Bits and pieces of life forms, churned up from beneath Shells, jellyfish, crustaceans, even sea anemones What was alive yesterday, lays shredded in the weeds Hard to fathom what happens, below ocean waves, One big stewing pot, perhaps a connoisseurs buffet, Before me are remnants, of this very watery grave, 4 billion years of evolution, I’m the apex that surveys, Take a second to absorb, let my observation sink in, No creature other than humans, come here to think, Many have walked this path, maybe even to swim, I only see gulls now, pulling starfish limb from limb, Humanity tries to discern nature, a need to understand, Figure out what the hell’s going on, in our wonderland, Where’d that seed come from, who’s really in command, The biggest question of all, was anything ever planned, A moment of clarity, really hits me over the head, Why me, an individual, but one of unknown depth, Sitting on the sand now, drawing in, rigid breaths, What’s it all about God, come on please confess, Voice in my head says, people are the chosen ones, I’ve seen this very instant, before the universe begun, But nothing was planned, when all is said and done, I see what’s going to happen, you design how it comes. 10/18/20 original post 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 11 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mark Toney 08/09/22