From the October Issue
And as the sand became a path I knew
from years before, and running children splashed
my past along the shore, I walked and grew
to who I was – the spreading smiles I passed
a tide that led me in the August sun.
And a new current called me out to swim
and let the waves tell me my day was done
as floating on my back I heard the hymn
of each wave washing off my wrinkled skin
to where with sea-born wings I would begin.
James Miller’s most recent publications have been in Time of Singing, The Dark Horse, and The Lyric.