I do not fear the ocean
I think, I feel, I cry
sand swirling around my legs
as if a desert wind swept them up
millions of tiny people
spinning around each other
no gravity just
movement
I do not fear the waves
they knock me over
as I struggle to find a place for my feet
the sand protests
pummeled by a thousand pounds
with the force of the moon’s gravity
I tumble
Somersaulting with grace
upside-down cartwheels
back bends, hand springs,
out of control but embodied by the water
I am covered in salt and sand and simplicity
If only you would want me
unconditionally like the ocean
tides always pulling me in
a constant reminder that I am
worth something
I don’t fear the ocean
the ocean will always take me in
it stifles my cries
surrounds me, picks me up, holds me
suffocates me, soothes me
I do not fear the ocean
But, darling, I fear you.
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