Sea Star

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Sea Star

 

The sea star clings

to the sharp rock walls

in salted purple 

 

as if a sweat-stained cape 

draped

its many shoulders

with superhero ease

 

while it waits

for the sea

 

and we watch

disarmed by the question 

of low tide

 

and turn away,

scattering our gazes 

upward 

where other constellations hang

luminous and 

out of reach

 

and still, at our feet curls

this glistening dust 

its powerful arms extending

to hold every slippery rock

 

asking us to embrace

even this longing

 

as if the stars were also

reflected within us

 

whenever we crouch

close

to face the sea.

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