Do you hear the dance?
Water sliding among rocks
Footfalls on the wind.
The sound skips
Sparkles to the ear
This water dance
It laughs, leaps
Calls, “dance with me.”
Home
Home…
Is this home?
A slice of emerald
An island child, rocked
on gently rising sea.
Settling again
on the breast of the deep.
A different shore.