Senseless Beast

The sea turtle mounts the beach
and the cycle continues.
The senseless beast who knows nothing
but to return once a year
to this place and no other.
We who look on are able
to nudge driftwood aside,
allowing a few more children
to make it.

A desert monument loses its features
and the cycle continues.
The senseless beast carves another
a kilometer away.
This one will endure, though it
is the same stone.
To we who look on this seems
different somehow,
though it is not different.