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Saturday, November 19, 2016

Poem for the Missionaries I Met Walking Along Fourth Neck

Because every day
Is another chance
To turn your life around

For instance just yesterday
Walking along Fourth Neck
I met two missionaries
Of the Mormon faith
Keen to recite chapter and verse
With me after I introduced myself
As a fellow missionary sent
To preach among the assembled
Shorebirds and shellfish
About the wonders
Of the Way

But now 
I repent of my mistake
Realizing I'm only a supplicant
Come here to this strand 
To learn a more litoral way
Of thinking and being
Not to convert or be converted
But only to be newly submerged
At least twice each day

1 comment:

  1. I LOVE this one Joe. I saw the Mormon kids walking on the shoulder of Montauk Highwy the other day.