All our scars are stories,
Ongoing moments alive beyond the healing of the wounds,
Like tracks laid in the sand
Or a deed purchased today in the promise of land for tomorrow.
One hatchling leads, the others follow
Into the ocean, into the night
Into the fight
Into the darkness that awaits--
Braving the dangers because the stories of the sea tell them
Their journey is not in vain;
Like scars that promise we can endure pain again
They depart beneath stars that one day they may return to that land
On which they, as eggs, were lain.
(3.02 p.m., 7 June 2011)
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