Washed onto shore,
Yards from the sea.
This aquatic creature,
Fascinated me.

Was it really different,
From you or me?
It's made of the same stuff,
Scientists agree.

So did it feel love?
Long to be free?
Ask the questions,
"To be? Or not to be?"

Struggle to find purpose?
Seeking the key?
Or simply ride the tides,
Livin' carefree.

Sea plant. Trinidad Bay, CA