In The Rocks

It was a small gap

in the rocks

dry and bare

for a time

in waiting,


for the tide 

to turn

and the sea

to wash through

to leave it

not quite dry;

a trickle

of  salt water 

left behind,

salt tears

running down a face,

pooling below

full of life

full of creatures

brought back to life.

Tears can sometimes do that



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