By The River

I was down by the river again
just sitting there, watching the gulls
listening to fragments of conversations
first thinking about this and that
then, realizing without a single word
there was nothing to think about, never
it would make no sense, on the waves
glittering with the sunshine

surfing with the birds
 

a solar cell
washed with wind
alongside the water
grown to the ground
an element
a sensor
a consciousness
existence