Golden Kelp

We start life well grounded like all great kelp families attached to shell or bedrock, growing, reaching for sunlight above the sea all summer season long I am battered about colliding, pushed to and fro waves and tide shape my destiny at my rock-bound toes purple anemones freely munch trying to break me free I feel every twinge, every crunch my golden leaves frail about stirring the salty blue sea garibaldi and sea bass eat freely my contributions go without heed thrashing, crushing waves swirling us all together we cling to each other our solidarity brings protection then...one final nibble a rough tumble to shore beach sand smothers me ending my life at sea.