Today,
I am the sea.

Every part of me is restless,
Alive.
I move and cling,
As the sea with the shore.

The sun rises gently,
Gradually, tickling the ripples,
Making it impatient for its warmth.
He, too, makes me impatient. His
Heat
Rises,
But, at a gentle pace, and he
Teases with his cavalier attitude,
Like and easy breeze, which
Strokes the sea, then
Leaves.

Now, the wind heightens,
Gains strength, force,
Vitality.
The sea responds,
Its movements becoming
Faster,
Reaching farther,
Its waves becoming larger,
More audible, more
Powerful, and more
Beautiful.

Mouths
Come down upon the water,
Searching for food deep
Within
Me.
Like the sea which has what birds need,
I have what
He
Needs.

The wind passes.
I cannot take any more.
The sea has been tossed about
Enough.
But the wind did not bring clouds;
The sun will remain unhidden today.
I feel
Sunny,
Bright, and
Euphoric.
But calm.

The sea is at last
Subdued.