Monarch of the Beach
It set it so softly on its powdered side.
Amongst a million tombstones.
A splash of wing-orange and black.
Shore winds wished to give it back.
To the white roses and sapphire sun
that swirled the garden sky-
It was forever dead.
Its soul having quickly fled...
its cage of silk and bone.
I whispered a simple prayer
(a childish thing to do) ...
To a God who may not have cared.
Then glanced about to make sure that we were alone...
Nonetheless, I was honored to witness.
This graceful demise of a monarch.
That flew straight into stone.
Turned me back into a heart.
Forever flitting about, the wind-blown shores of life-
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