Frozen Harbor

After work today

there was still light in the sky

so I rode to the waterfront.

It wasn’t my intention

but was drawn to it


It was cold

frigid, actually

wind blew through me.

Ice crunched

scraping against itself

and I shivered

Seagulls flew and squealed

with eyes set on patches of water

desperate for a winter’s meal.

Then, in wordless prayer

set forth my thoughts

to the Universe

And She heard me.