Beachy Sand

I am beachy sand,

ground down mountain dust,

washed here by wet rain

to these edge-bound shores

where I can feel the footprints

of millions who

come to me

from their indoors

to enjoying my bounty

to make love,

reconcile,

talk

depart

or renew love.

I am beachy sand-

my granules

are a million years old-

and I rest just below

your sandaled feet

mute and warm

blanketed by summer heat.

I am summer's warmth

which reassures you

that nature
you and I

still can meet.

Lie down here

in my bosom;

feel the sun's heat

and

it's light
because

we are both

Children of the Stars.