There was a magic about my sea.
My sea...
It had a playful side to it
a charming, charismatic light.
I had, through her eyes, fallen in love with being human.
I fell in love with the serene brutality of its being
I fell in love with that electric power I felt within its salty embrace, that power I felt with each breath of salty wet air.
My, oh my sea... look at you, all silver and blue and grey and shadowy... A vision of everything unseen.
My soul is full of longing for your unseen secrets, for your hushed whispers
You reminded me on this day, how much i need your tonic of wildness...
I swam in your waters today
with your little children,
and all the while i was underwater i was thinking of how much I want to live in the peaceful feeling of being beneathe your surface
where everything sounds softer, calmer, truer... and the golden lights are all tinging turquoise and the world feels silky and surreal.
To just sit at the bottom of the saltwater and just sprout fins and gills
To sit there and watch the sunlight dance on the tiles, all while flowing with the tide.
But i was not that, I was human.
I am human, lucky enough to swim in your waters, just like your fishes, like i have my own set of magical fins.
and then sprout legs and wings as I make it to shore and dance with the wind.
I have the privilege of both
like a sea raven...
Divinity of the sea...
I honor you through this, through my writing,
through observing your every detail with my eyes, like i would my lovers face.
I honor you by swimming with the life that is in you as one
like their soul and my own have blended and merged into one.
Indeed, like two lovers...