Poetry

The Changing Tide

Pelicans hold their place on the changing tide
Indifferent apparently to its rise and fall.
In foul weather, they find refuge
Inland on the river
In the plump warmth of the colony.
Sheltered from nature’s assault,
They endure,
Finding solace in the quiet chorus of breath.
There is a lesson to be learnt from them.

©Christine M Knight