Nearly every summer, since childhood to the present, I have returned annually to the shores of Cape Cod… …Spending days walking along its sandy beaches and gazing at colorful kites pirouetting across its sun drenched skies. As my family and I make preparations to have our senses once again inundated with the exhilarating combination of salt air and invigorating waters I couldn't help but reflect on the fact that every time I come back to this place of abundant memories I return a different person. One year I remember going up to that most treasured peninsula jutting out from the eastern seaboard as a child dreaming of being an astronaut. Mesmerized by the heavens I sat, wide-eyed, gazing out at the view before me stretching out into infinity. Another summer I went up as a bright-eyed dreamer envisioning that I would change the world and someday ride the ocean's waves on Greenpeace rafts and save whales from being murdered. I've retur...
Women's Spiritual Poetry