First to Arrive

On the coast battered and bruised

we stand and search for distant visions

knowing we are not the first to arrive

The song we lost comes to us again

on wind out of the east

and we flee from it into new longing

with a hope to outrun the dead

Only new ghosts wait ahead with open arms

in palace halls we’ve not yet built

upon hilltops that once were burial mounds

Photo by Ryan Parker on Unsplash

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