Waves hitting rocks
line struggling to escape the plane
broken-shaped brightness
breaking the jump of the line
like the fish of time
two dark blue seas
one still life
one billow
bright waves sparkling
shining
flowing into quiet meditation
of the sea
the musing sea
quietly listening to the light
on the ladder of eyelash
a white fish leaps out of the fissure
it's the broken waves
a chaotic weave of still life and animal
a flower of introspection blooms
in a collection of green
then the blues of rain
the petals of snow
the bone of ice
the white of frost within the wood wind
crashed the light
floating on paper
it's past midnight.