“We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
“The separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature’s God entitle them.”
The Pre-Ample to The Declaration Of Independence Of The United States Of America from Great Britain.
Thank you TJ for always assuring that The Creator is ever-present in your poetry.
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The Fourth. July. 1776. 2018.
Life. Sun. Liberty. Sand. Happiness. Splash. Self-evident Truths. Bluest Sky. Pursuit. Sea Gulls.
The Creator. Always The Creator. Thomas Jefferson.
Works of fire. Fire on the grill. Fire pit on the beach. Sea weed. Beach reed on Dune walks. Cod shacks.
Pool in sand edged with rocks. Breakwater Rock. Rock of Ages.
Arms wrapped on arms on a wrap-around porch.
Footprints in the Sand. Sand Castles. Sand Alligators with green eyes. Sand everywhere. Sand in the house.
Clams. Calm Ocean. Clawed creatures.
Massachusetts. The Bay State. Sparkling water buzzing over Buzzards Bay. Mist droplets approximating dancing crystals.
Yet again, The Creator. The One Who Calmed The Seas. And Walked On It.
Sunrise. East. Sunset. West. Tide. High. Low.
Three Girls. Three Boys. Seven Grands. Two Grands. Eight days. One Grand week.
In all fairness, Fairhaven is a fair haven. It was one for the books. Facebook, that is.
Last day. Last hour. One last walk on the beach. Tide had come in. The highest. The alligator with green eyes, Mekhalamama’s artful creation in wet silica, had disappeared. Forever. The rock completely submerged. And just a memory now. Just as the week.
A glorious week.
All kin nestled back in their homesteads.
Manoj Achen and Jeslin Achen, your prayers meant more than you’ll ever know. In the absence of my mother, you will do.
May God travel with you, as He did with us.
Happy July, everyone. Fourth and beyond.
mercy
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