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.