[Editors' note: This is the sixth in a series of posts that recognizes the runners up of the third annual creative competition sponsored by Kauai Backstory. This year's theme: Surf. Congratulations everyone.]
by Sandra Krawciw
Once leashed to me,
by the undulating braid of an umbilical cord,
I see them go now,
joined by a thin black thread
to a slice of wood.
Seeking the sea’s heartbeat,
they dip their way to the horizon,
like polite princesses,
but they return like warriors,
riding their shields through the plunder,
of waves and foam.
Our eyes meet, cords real and imagined,
tighten and deliver,
gift after gift from God.
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