[209] Fill The Cup

The shores of the sea

come calling back to me

in the tizzy of being

in the hum of the city.

Birds migrate,

beavers build,

and the clark nutcracker buries

thousands of seeds to find

at just the right time.

The shores of the sea

come calling back to me

and I know just what

I am meant to do.

Bend the arc,

and fill the cup.