what does ocean spray
speak of the deep?
some salt-dark message is carried there
to be heard
on our lips

I am only an ambassador
emissary of something
I know not
I have not opened the letter
I have left that to you

speak!
speak they say
but they tell not of what

so like a bowl
the fruit
the grain
the ashes
are held no different

as a messenger
my only wish...
is
not to be shot
and (make that two)
to disappear
on delivery
of the message

I must away
the ocean calls me
deep