The curve of the beach
glistens under the full moon
The surf runs up
to the wreath of kelp
Your steps dance along
the dunes' sand
the marram grass bows
in the midnight breeze
The birds' voices
are your voice
the seals' call
is your call
The lighthouses wink
lighting up
the dark springtime
seas
The Window on the West
frames your memory
the world wide web
retains your voice
She who knows all
is safely ensconced
your memory is in her
as it is in us all
Swim strong
mermaid
We'll be here
who have known you
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