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Beachcomber Nocturne
This sea: a Chevy engine revving high/ reminding me how everything’s design.
Lupita Eyde-Tucker
In the midst of it all, it helps to remember everything’s design. Not in an “Everything happens for a reason” — “It’s all good” kind of way, but more like a love is the core of everything’s design kind of way — the powerful, all encompassing, constant, abiding, miraculous, hold-you-in-the-palm, Chevy engine kind of love.
That kind of love is comforting. I think about times when I have felt it in my bones. I think about times when I know it as sure as I know truth and kindness. I think about times when it carry’s and enfolds me. I think about suns and moons. I think about the quiet song.
I am a beachcomber. I collected shells throughout my childhood. I still have them today. They sing the song of memory and youth. They sing the song of life and the sea. They sing the song of tides and awe. They sing the song of cycles and life itself.
About Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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