No 4: SONG OF THE DUNE

PHOTO BY LUCIA AUERBACH

MIA FOSTER

The sweet dune grass whispers

A familiar song 

Quietly, calmly

Whipping in the wind 

faltering green in the wake of the heat 

Its sugary smell spreading across the beach 

everywhere it greets me 

Its song is the same 

A harmony of sweetness and humble surrender 

Knowing vibrancy will fade 

Weakened by the wind

The grass continues singing 

With an acceptance of what will be 

The wisdom of the reeds 

Dry blades swaying with their song

exude the aroma of our summer days 

And the season’s gradual fade 

We listen 

hoping one day we will sing like the dune grass

The melody of acceptance 

And the harmony of resilience

And pass on our song to the next listener