(for Kaela Rowan)
Feel the waves that give us our birth,
Lift us through life, take us to death,
Return us to the Earth.
Blue as a soul kiss, they eclipse
The trivial frictions, the irritations:
Describe a perfect ellipse,
Define the strange symmetry of living.
In waves there is essence,
The quintessence of motion:
I move and you move through me
As waters move through the ocean.
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