Beaches

A boulder, it is said,
is turned into sand
by patient action of water,

but then,
what happens
to the sand?

There has to be
a longer story.
It can’t end there.

I don’t care
that I don’t know
the story,

but I care
to learn it
and tell it.

I don’t care
that you don’t know
the story;

I care
that you are among those
who don’t care to know the story,

who are content
to see beaches
of vanished boulders

as a perfect ending
to a long tale
of this world,

who are content
to tolerate the myth
that there are beginnings and endings.