city and shore

tonight i see the surf
even as the city overlooks my shoulder
a skyline not of low-rise sand driven dwellings
but, of concrete and steel towers along the saltless current

a city built of glass and stature
far from the shifting tides of jetty and sand alike
still reminds me of my place by the water
where the peace of the heartless dwells

hot and cold underfoot
i embrace them both as sisters
one relinquished to the formal study of others
as the other defines itself by nature alone

home is where my feet tread upon the earth
concrete, macadam, or crushed pumice
i rejoice in the welcome each extends to me
as a native of both city and shore