the way the ocean pulls
long and slow
scraping and kissing
the shore
like one deep inhale
the way the shells crunch
satisfying underfoot
as if hard steps can
ground out
shattered
and shared pain
the way the sky sings
expansive and open
wind whipping up
and calling
me out

This piece is wonderfully written, a real pleasure to read.
Thank you so much Diane! I appreciate the kind words.