Homage

No one saw the loggerhead

Pull herself ashore last night

Cloaked in predawn darkness.

No one saw her dig the nest,

Nor lay her eggs, nor cover the pit

Nor drag herself back to water’s edge.

Still, we and the gathering others

Linger by her tracks in hushed adoration.

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