Sea Gull Monastery (3-19-12)
Sabbath time at Jamestown dock
void of boats
just lonely posts;
Seagull sentinels
perch like stylite
desert monks
Doing nothing apparent.
What purpose, this unnoticed sitting
so still and tranquil
Alive to no one
but themselves and their Maker
and me?
What difference do they make?
What difference
does prayer make?
