As in the beginning the early tide at last collapses & recedes as porous knuckles of rock
Shoulder their way above the foam where cormorants drift & settle & as the day begins inhaling
These last wisps of morning fog & rags of sunlight lift into the redwoods rising up along
The canyon walls & in the inlet below us elephant seals announce their daily dawn arguments
With those lessons of pre-history & your hair floats across the bed as easily as strands of the ruby kelp
That just yesterday rose silently beside the kayak as you carved a singular quiet along the waking bay