I look to the ocean straight above my head.
It envelops me, above and beside.
It consumes me, under and inside.
I could lay seaside for an eternity.
The sun dips out the lake and into the sky,
a bright orange orb drips from the clouds.
Pour into my hands so I may sip you from my palms and taste the stars.
Relief, I have found everywhere I stand
because dust was made in your image.
What could beauty could stand without bearing your resemblance?
What could possibly be without you?
There is no world I would not find you in my heart.