COCONUTS IN THE OCEAN...by b. Malin
AND WHY NOT...
There's a Coconut in the Ocean.
It actually looks like it belongs there...
Just rolling around in the surf,
It seems happy to be there.
Catching those moments as the world spins by.
While I look for that mental place in my mind,
To enjoy this unusual sight.
Lover Man is with me, and bends down to take a closer look.
It's color is rich, a dark brown, and probably good enough to eat.
He scoops it up as others gather around.
To inspect, and to make sounds, to spread their thoughts.
"Break it on the Jetty" someone shouts as others join in.
Suddenly it seems important to us to protect it...
From what? I'm not really sure.
Lover Man holds it close to his chest with one hand,
As he reaches for my hand as we silently walk away.
Someone snickers, "It's not alive you know"...
It's a Coconut.
We don't answer as we walk quietly away.
When it is safe to do so,
We will give it back to the Ocean.