at the sea

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and

milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea

-- E. E. Cummings

Hey, you know!
I have not found my stone, nor shell nor star . ..
Although horrible things chasing me around, I still hope that I will find that something I lost, . . . . in this sea of everything.,, one day.. ..