What Was There Before You Looked

On what the ocean keeps whether or not anyone is watching.

She had come here
to think.

The ocean
had not come here
for anything.

It had simply
always been.

Turning. Returning.

Indifferent to the hour.

Indifferent to who stood
at its edge.

That is what she needed
to remember.

That some things
do not require
a witness
to continue.