Exhaustion arrives
Like a receding wave, revealing the barren belly of the world;Smoothed over
by the weight of the water
and its ceaseless movement.
Surprised creatures burrow and flee their sudden exposure,
But the sand, no longer caught in the changeable waves
Settles deeper.
Gravity is the friend of the weary.
Its subtle power makes itself known
in the presence of unbearable mass.
It speaks- feel me now.
Not to rest, not to recover-
Just to witness the vastness of the sky;
Just to find the still point
in the storm's shifting eye.
