We Must Live (Feb. 29th)

By Sydney Pitts

As the waves crash ashore

they create an electric horizon

and imprint a culture of vibrancy.

The peace and serenity

of the beach seems untouchable.

Uncle Joseph is a model of selflessness.

We take so much –

we need so little.

This place is divergent and true.

The people here – they all move forward

but not to the same destination.

The sky – it is a collision

of haze and purpose…

Of humble awakenings.

A smile goes a long way.

We take risks that allow

us to divulge the truth.

We’ve learned to look up…

look up with our souls,

not our minds.

It is obvious that we do not belong,

yet we attempt to understand.

Nobody has a unique beginning.

We are not the same

but we are not so different…

I hear loud silence –

whispering the natural

sound of this culture.

This place deserves to be protected

but I fear it is changing.

We take ourselves wherever we go.

We must not simply exist,

but live.