Light and bubbly
fingertips of God
Roll to me, draw me
lull in my needs
from deep.
He feathers along
the fringes of me.
his - "I am" and 'I' ....only me.
He recedes.
Vast, deep, his arms - (he)
stretch and grow.
I shrink back in body
I swell toward him
in soul.
Apprehensive, I breathe
Humbled by such thrum.
Exhaling my need, desire to delve
freedom of waves lap my ankles.
Enticing by volume
Sounds larger than space
I'm spoken to and around
teetering foamy cold lace.
It is I who hesitates
I who recedes.
Until I give to him
my want and my need.
I answer his beckon
his thunderous call.
allow him to cover me
without fear from his swell.
I hear echoes, feel grains
no needs with faith
My memory is clear
what he gave and
what he takes.
I'm lured and enticed
In the wonder....the spell
I am awed by expanse
the sky and the sail.
Coming and flowing, ebbing
endless toil.
Twirling earth and rock
living creatures
solid shell.
I wait for the rise
level with moonlight
after sun has set
beyond the twilight.
It is dark, so black
Ominous...constant backlash
no rest for this weary
ocean of vast.
Roll and draw
through hours of night
grasp my heart
to the gravity of pull
with delight.
Take me out
into the sea
drown my troubles
my faults,
drown me.
For daybreak will come
glowing the sky
gathering the whisked
churning of high.
Back to the land
where he gently places me
Back to the hard
stark reality.
I will lay wet
shaking naked on sand.
I will sob senseless
grasping for his
liquid hand.
Watching him roll
sleeking away.
Into the horizon his tendrils floating
past bay.
I weep exhausted
gaze at the sky.
I wish I was with my father
No strength for pride.
The horizon is empty
he's cast me away
not willing to take me
simply tease my toes
with foam lace.
(unfinished)
--Diva
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