Awareness

White bits,
broken cellophane
turned
by breezes.
Beer bottles
stand
near waste cans.
Inch by inch of cigarette butts
line the trail that overlooks 

blue of sea and sky . . .
Waves laze and layer to shore.
Will sandstone absolve
the waste thrown
it cannot absorb?
Eyes of nestlings
struggle to catch the light
as visitors pass on the trail.
Whose awareness opens first?