I Am the Empty Boat

I am the quiet of the library.

I am the blue of the ocean on the world map.

I am the sand that embraces your feet while you walk on the Oregon beach.

I am the space between words when no one speaks.

I am the blue-green of a deep ocean and the indigo of a summer sky.

I am an empty boat, softly rocking back and forth,

the breeze silently sending me slowly.