The rock stood
silent above the ocean's fray
gray speckled and chitted by time, sea-salted air, and shells airdropped by
gulls
Winds swept over it
rains drenched it
the sun beat kindly…and unkindly upon it
Families visited and rested on it
…their voices filling the spaces and then leaving it again
Ants would come and ants would go
spritely green grass would grow up beside it, bleach in the summer sun to blond and die off again... in the chill of fall
The rock remained
never coming and never going
but always there to be found
Rock stood
silent above the oceans fray
gray speckled and chitted
by time
by sea salted air
by shells air dropped by the gulls
Winds swept over it
rains drench it
sun beat kindly
and unkindly upon it
Families visited
rested on it
…their voices and laughter filling the spaces ...floating
on the crested breezes
and then were gone again
Ants would come and ants would go
Spritely green grass grew up beside it...bleached
in the summer sun to blond
died off again with the chills of fall
Rock remained
never coming
never going
always there
...to be found