He's the king of a hidden cave,

his servant, a hermit crab,

moving fast.  They stare intently

at crevices in rock,

strategize and plan.

A  yellow butterfly flits past

and pelicans with equal parts

effort and calm,

calm and effort,

guard the castle.

The boy's voice echoes through

eroded spaces

across horizon lines

and past the

turquoise sea.

He finds the babies and

baby's babies,

miniature spirals sway softly

when you take the time

to watch.

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About the Author

Gillian Kessler

Gillian Kessler can be found dancing to loud music, teaching exuberant children to appreciate language, writing in the early morning when everyone is asleep and exploring the wilds of Montana with her beautiful family. Read more about her eclectic and full life at .