In Motion

Crane Beach, Massachusetts
 
Grasses have learned to adopt the wind into their being.
    Swaying streaks of shimmer, the sound of waves and
    
      sandpipers... in the rhythm of the ocean... 

They Are Back

Crane Beach, Massachusetts
 
Windy and cool but it is May when the beach lives as a return point for Sandpipers and Piping Plovers,
 coming from afar to their summer homes...
   Sandpipers in ensembles, enjoying melodic flights in synchrony with the wind and ocean...
    and Piping Plovers in singulars, moving with the purpose...    

Wrack Zone

Crane Beach, Massachusetts

On the verge of the sea... where ebbing tides leave the canvas of streams and sea-plants,
   and Piping Plovers time their visits to forage for food...
   ... this is called a "wrack zone"...
   ... sounds like a zone where things destroyed are deposited,
         and "things destroyed" in human jargon are the things one can simply throw away...

Looking at these sea-plants and those nimble birds,
   I am enchanted by the vitality of the whole scenery,
     and I simply cannot call this world a "wrack zone"...