seen cycle(s)

clouds above,

in harmony with the depths,

channel rumblings of change

on a stormy beach


with friction, release

as sure as

the tides turn to breeze,

carrying the eye upward and outward

to the same blues and light-churned hues


you stand

toes dug in, feeling ground fall to foam

rolling underfoot, little by little, away


you stand

holding on at the sole,

trusting soul, core, and sinew to see you through


or carry you in step

that the grit of your body mix with

the salt of her own

with each push into the sands

against past and current


never again the same,

but always another time ’round

the exchange of sun and rain

in sync with sea and psyche


and if night came and the ocean stood still

how would you feel it stop? all at once? from then on?

perhaps the draw of a vast, endless mirror


that the light absorbed in the colors we see,

is the same energy

permeating all from a swell underneath






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