Molecule Dance

So small
Amid my big brothers
Surfing atop their shoulders
Cresting death with infant life

So many miles
Drifting beside whitecaps
Their splash my recreation
Like the hydrant joys
Captive waters now biding time
Cool young spirits on land

Shamans of the deep
Have shared the future
Preparing me for the day
When caps will be lifted adrift
Free falling to the next
And the next
Until…

The quieter shores
Provide ebb and tide solace
Davy’s Locker stories
Come true

I too can return
So many ways back to the ocean
Through life’s water table
Evaporations to the clouds
Or…

Even the drinking by sentient friends
Affords serendipity
Liquid waste reclamation
A different second chance

After all
Davey tells me
I’m of molecules in life’s continuing story
No real end in sight