RIP Leonard Nimoy

Many, many years ago I fell in love with Leonard Nimoy, the poet. I know it's a tad pathetic, but I found him first through this poem and then found out he was on Star Trek. That didn't interest me so much, but this - this was my favorite poem. For years and years I carried it around from town to town - close to the ocean, far away, I carried it in my heart. All about change, all about how waves change the face of the earth by their mere presence, their natural movement and motion in life and, for me, transposed into how much we all affect each other as we move through life.

One day I found he'd written an entire book (Will I think of You) and this poem was only a part of it. It's still my fave...can't help myself, it was already too ingrained. Mr. Nimoy, thank you. RIP, I will always think of you.

"I will think of you
Only on the beach
Where the timeless
never ending surge
of water
changes
the face of the earth
again and again
each minute of the day
night
and always


Where the children
and the aged
Come together
To chase a wave
The surf
Or a dream


Where the tide shifts constantly
Teaching me
That today is only today
And whatever I have
Good or bad
Much or little
Must change
Or it will rot
and die


Then and there when I recall
The change
In this thing called me
The new sides
New forms
New shapes of me


Which came
When you
Washed across
My being


Then, there
On the beach
I will think
Of you."


Leonard Nimoy (c) 1974 Will I think of You