heard the sound of waves
someone heard them years ago
as will years from now
Driving to work in the dark again, I park and get out of the car for the short walk to the office.
It is quiet, very quiet, even the birds are silent in the pre-dawn.
There is just of a low rumble sound of the surf to remind me that I am standing about a half mile from the Atlantic Coast.
Doing the math and staying with the median of 2800 miles for the width of the United States, the distance between me and the ocean is 0.0178571429% of the median width of the country.
The tide is coming and will reach a peak around 8 a.m. and cycle through to the day’s 2nd high tide around 8 p.m. tonight.
Happens twice every day.
Has happened twice every day since all this started and will continue twice a day for as long as it us supposed to.
Someone years ago, decades ago, centuries ago, could have stood here and heard the waves and watched the tide come in and go out.
Someone years from now, decades from now, centuries from now, might stand here and hear the waves and watch the tide come in and go out.
As Mr. Lincoln said one the field at Gettysburg, “The world will little note nor long remember what we say here but it can never forget what they did here.”
I used to think that was pretty cool.
Back in the day when America dreamed big dreams for all people.
Back in the day when America stood up for dreaming big dreams for all people.
Back in the day when America was recognized for dreaming big dreams for all people.
Today?
Today, I am reminded of something else Mr. Lincoln.
“Fellow-citizens, we cannot escape history.
We of this Congress and this administration, will be remembered in spite of ourselves.
No personal significance, or insignificance, can spare one or another of us.
The fiery trial through which we pass, will light us down, in honor or dishonor, to the latest generation.“
Years from now, about all I count on is that the tide will come in and go out and someone might be here to see it and hear the waves.
Any marks we may have made will all be washed away.
And we just might thank God that it is.


