I stopped right at the ocean shore
Then held a twig
with my right hand...
I knelt down and began to draw -
A clear straight line
marked on the sand...
I took one side
While you took the other -
The sun. The sea.
The surf. The thunder.
A timeless moment
of unspeakable wonder.
The incessant waves
The sea drenched sand -
Where does the shore begin?
The ocean end?
Lines.
Drawn in the sand.
J.K
March 20, 1997
Copyright. Jonathan Koh, 1997