INVITATIONS
We are surge waves
swelling and breaking
slipping through fissures
salt-sucked and sealed
into coastal crags
and barnacled rocks
as we kayak the Pacific Rim.
Nearly lost in transformation
a bird call cracks the spell
clicked back we re focus
on our journey.
Broken Islands, British Columbia 2004
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