A sea urchin is pure art in death. The essential
qualities of line, color, and geometrical form
are embodied in a beautiful structure.

Strangers are merely raconteurs
whose every story is
a mystery!

How can we not be in complete awe of the natural world?
Our amazement must surely encompass everything from
the dark matter of deep space to the lives of tiny
crabs between grains of sand on the beach.

Perhaps we could accept the peculiar gift of seeing the
world with a hawk's incredible visual acuity, but could
we endure viewing our fellow creatures  solely
as prey ?

He sat on the cement bench, looking beyond his
bent knees at the fisherman's catch in its
death throes.  An unbearable sight.

Human beings must walk with humility,
always sharing the path with
earth's other creatures.

Perhaps those tangled strands of sand found on the beach
at low tide are fleeting impressions of some
sea nymph's tousled locks.