sun and sand

(or The Sea Tumbles)

sun and sand for a delicate hand

to hold

and to show

the way she would go

away from this place

and her face remains still

under his will

she will cry

but she’ll learn how to fly

to try this time

to count breaths that speak why

tired eyes cant keep closed

from what he doesn’t know

the weight of the world

the growing up of a girl

or the rise of a chest

of a quickly drawn breath

before she speaks

the angels will keep watch

they will weep

their tears will replace, restore, and create

her masterpiece, her love,

and every moment of

hurt she bears

unaware of a reason, a meaning

a love worth a smile

a heart worth keeping