like the ocean
i am bound by tides
swirled in a rock
perpetual crash, as i swill and spray satisfactorily; and still dissatisfied,
my direction unforeseen
mosses and tendrils.
flung-listless, or demonstrative of unsurpassable power
reach and bleach
dischordant, and always indifferent,rushing in as we fear, sublimation of sense
nothing explains me
an expression of all colours, from dense and sinister grey, boasting depth
to the palest turquoise,matching irises, distilling the psyche,Suggesting tranquility
pace immeasurable,racing to fill the caverns of time,
entrenching the solid with devastating brine
a prayer to the seas,i am borne of you,
to you i belong, in awe,the best known medicine.