From the heat of Texas
To the heat of California
From the still of the prairie
To the bustle of the street
I traveled a long way
And stayed less than a day
To dip my toes in the icy Pacific.
I'm a small and insignificant thing
In the grandness of all that is and was;
And I hold no illusions that the Earth cares
For me or for my memories.
Yet I know enough to know
As this small descendant of apes
That what goes around, comes around,
And that nothing in this universe
Truly vanishes for good.
Made up of star stuff and carbon,
I dipped my toes in the Pacific.
And I hoped, selfish and futile -
That the water that rose to meet me could be the very same:
That saw courage and terror on D-Day.
That carried the bubbled breath of the spinosaurus.
That bore witness to Darwin's sails.
And that maybe, in all my insignificance,
It could give some of that bravery