At Montano De Oro Poem by Sojourner Kincaid Rolle

At Montano De Oro



Here again at Montano
where brown striated earth
nestles, close to the sea
obliterating demarcation
embracing the littoral,
a poet perches
on a rounded rock
her legs awash in secrets
gathered from a thousand shores'
'How great thou art'
said the poet to the sea.
'Yes, ' responded the Ocean,
'and you are borne of me.'

The poet lay back,
her wind-pricked body
accepting at every pore.
'Take me in, ' said the poet.
'We are one, ' said the sea.

Slowly, through the ages,
Through the roar and fire of time,
Through generations bearing kind
and the pact of eternal promise -
The Covenant, Infinity,
Mother Earth, the Poet,
transformed to Mother Sea.

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