needed to share.

I can't get this poem out of my head. hopefully this touches more than just me.  Maybe this is why I am here in Hawaii. Maybe I am here to touch someone.  Maybe someone is here to touch me.  I love my life and am so glad I made the decision to come back.

The Starfish

I awoke early, as I often did,

Just before sunrise, to walk by the ocean's edge and greet the new day.

As I moved through the morning dawn, I focused on a faint, far away motion.

I saw a youth, bending and reaching and flailing his arms, dancing on the beach, no doubt in celebration of the perfect day to begin.

As I approached, I realized the youth was not dancing to the day, but rather bending to sift through the debris left by the night's tide, stopping now and then to pick up a starfish and then standing, to heave it back into the sea.

I asked the youth the purpose of the effort.

"The tide has washed the starfish onto the beach and they cannot return to the sea by themselves," The youth replied. "When the sun rises, they will die, unless I throw them back into the sea."

As the youth explained, I surveyed the vast expansion of the beach, stretching in both directions beyond eye sight.

Starfish littered the shore in numbers beyond calculation.

The hopelessness of the youth's plan became clear to me and I countered, "but there are more starfish on this beach than you can ever save before the sun is up.  Surely you cannot expect to make a difference."

The youth paused briefly to consider my words,

Bent to pick up a starfish and threw it as far as possible.  Turning to me he simply said, "I made a difference to that one."