On the Beach 

(After the sermon of 11 April at Saint Andrew’s)

Not a ghost but rather

living being upon the living earth.

All in movement, flexing and flowing,

I am here, believe.

You are here, welcome.

We are here, let us share a meal.

Share a dance, share the horizon

between what is and tomorrow;

share the work, the yes, the breathing

in and out of all that leafs, blooms,

laughs, grows, and then becomes more.

Let us share in the hunger

for touch, for hope, for the blue

of distance and the breadth of space,

the cosmos within, the galaxies surrounding.

We are here, you are home;

Here I am, flesh and blood,

let’s eat fish.

Kimberly M. King