Now I am here

emerald stones
washed smooth
dim in some cupboard
tucked away
far from the west
of their birth,

I am where you cannot find me

I have found the edge

sediment slowly settles

to bottom of jar

pink sand and memory 

collide, forgetting past lives

figuring on the soul,

I am where you cannot find me

I have found the edge

Van and motor are gone now

crushed in some junkyard hell,

tides drift slowly, back in back 

and forth, back and overtake the

land, there is more sea then 

you'll ever know, ever experience,

ever see,

I was where you would not find me

now I am here.