SARGASSO 25





 Oh God out help in ages
 brushes past the scrolled
 tablets and is lost in
 the rolling of the sea.
 All history, all secrets
 are laid to rest, here
 where children's toes curl
 brown in a past powdered
 into sand, scooped into
 shells that curve by the
 child's ear, she listens,
 her eyes glimmer
 and grow old quickly.