(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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