As these things appear on our shores,
I am reminded how small our world is.
How connected we all are.
How your once grand trees
Now litter my beach.
But is it litter? Or has the Ocean cleansed herself?
Did children once play under these branches?
Perhaps they were used as props in a garden, for too heavy plants
Trees have appeared to give a tent-dweller purpose;
To sort, stack, be busy.
Maybe these trees are just island-souls, reborn
Coming home again
To finally rest and become soil once more
After such a long journey.
For one more.
Not a branch or tree,
But our honu friend.
Climbing over rubbish
For a millennia
Napping on the beach forest.
Most of the news sources say that ocean rubbish from the March 2011 Japanese tsunami will not reach our shores until 2013 or so- but local stories and evidence suggest that lighter weight items such as fishing floats and trees are already here. But then who knows, really, where this stuff comes from. But there is a remarkable amount of it showing up on beaches, where previously had not been.