Image from this slideshow by the Huffington Post.
Oh mama ocean and all of my kin held in your body,
I am grieving for you. I am angry for you.
Oh mama ocean, oh my brothers and sisters in the sea.
I will find a way to live that honors rather than degrades you.
I want to park the car for a week in mourning. But a week, it’s neither enough, nor quite possible.
So I will renew my efforts to live a more radically local life.
Driving seldom, carpooling when traveling across town,
staying home, staying focused on this place,
and the abundance I can find within walking distance.
And every day free of driving, be it one or twenty or a hundred,
I’ll dedicate to you.
Oh mama ocean.
My heart is full for you.