Already, seas mingle.
We share water,
We drink from a common place.
And go home.
Yes, you are an ocean.
You cannot fail.
Your changing shores Hold the earth in place.
An atlas.
But where is the source of oceans?
I open your geography.
To find a portal to the blue love.
A swell rises,
I catch it, float.
You moan across the way.
My breath catches
As soundings resonate.
Between two deeps -
But across what space?
My feet are wet, some tide.
laps at my toes.
Little birds run to and fro.
Where my footprints fill with.
the new sand.
Stripped bare
I dive between waves.
One crashes over my head.
Between waves
Between oceans.
I stand
On two feet
The sand is sucked from beneath my toes
I tilt back.
And fall head up.
Tasting salt water
Stinging my eyes
I sputter and float
Face down into a bowl of stars.
Am I held by oceans resounding
Or the tension of two surfaces?
Rise, fall
Underneath, the ocean
Underneath, the sea.
Mingling seas,
I float.
Resonance and tension,
I float.
Between waves.
I float so easily,
I float so easily,
I float so easily.
Between waves.
We cannot fall.
We share water.
We drink from a common place.
And go home.