From the 2003 edition of The Muse: Tears of the Sea
There you stood
Back to the world
Facing the sea.
It seems not even the waves
Or the deep salt liquid
Can turn you around.
I didn’t know what to do
To make you endure it again.
Tear stained face;
If someone asked you
What was wrong you’d say,
“Nothing’s wrong. The sun’s in my eyes.”
And the waves keep crashing steadily,
As your tears do.
But now I endure there -
My boards based in the sand;
The dock that you lean against -
Not revealing anything but you,
Trying to comfort the only way I know how;
By holding you up.
Carrie A. Zhorne