Oregon Coast

I was given this magnificent card and there was time

to do a short free write. It had an almost Japanese quality and the pure

nature with no human invasions appealed.

Oregon Coast Card –

The fall winds blow in from the west, bringing waves from across the Pacific. Waves that have rolled across thousands of miles of ocean, rising and falling, building and receding, making patterns of blue, green, gray, frothed in white, unseen but steady in their path. They slide under boats, around islands then regroup and march on toward some final shore.

On this bluff here in Oregon I see them arrive, pushing against the rocks, the seaweed, the fallen branches, the sand, spreading out as if to rest then withdrawing to come again like final gasps after a long ordeal.

They bring pieces of the China shore, the coast line of Japan, the contours of the reefs on Hawaii, the gravel of the Aleutians all combined yet hidden in their form. They give the feeling of endless time, of the continuum, a sense of infinity in a way that has a calm feel today.

The weather has blessed this day with serenity; this point of land has yet to feel the influence of civilization, the molding of society. It is as it was created by the eons of geological movement, the cooling of the plasma, without a living animal to be seen. This is pure nature as it has been throughout the span of human life on Earth.

Perhaps it would be better as a poem, but I wonder what you would see in it.