The re-emergence of madrona trees...
Madrona--arbutus--peeling trees
Their roots reach across the inlet and delve into my mind.
It has probably been a decade since I have seen them...but it has probably been a decade since I have seen a lot of things.
I am on the ferry, and it passes a beach, creating waves that disrupt the quiet shoreline.
With its great mass, it is unfathomable as to how a ferry could be lost to the sea, as one was a year before.
Seagulls scream at passengers, and the cove creates its own echo of silence.
Scattered homes face the water along the ferry's route, prompting to wonder why we all can't live like that.
Why couldn't we have stayed in little huts by the sea, and let the land be?
Madrona--arbutus--peeling trees
Their roots reach across the inlet and delve into my mind.
It has probably been a decade since I have seen them...but it has probably been a decade since I have seen a lot of things.
I am on the ferry, and it passes a beach, creating waves that disrupt the quiet shoreline.
With its great mass, it is unfathomable as to how a ferry could be lost to the sea, as one was a year before.
Seagulls scream at passengers, and the cove creates its own echo of silence.
Scattered homes face the water along the ferry's route, prompting to wonder why we all can't live like that.
Why couldn't we have stayed in little huts by the sea, and let the land be?
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