Like the ocean, you will always remember The crisp layer of salt- baked into your skin by the sun’s assault. A part of your DNA now, you do not exist without it.
Sure, it’s both vast and secretive, But your questions can never be answered So many unknowns- your wondering cancered. They too will rise or sink with the rolling of the waves.
Perhaps there is no storm that turns the tide And your lips lose their briny bite Maybe you learn to harness the power the seas invite But the quiet of your mind sets with the sun.