The waves subside, And my reflection stares down on me. He bids me come, To come and find rest. I lean in until my nose just breaks through the surface of the air, Looking into his eyes. I whisper words I partially believe, "I'd come join you, but my suffering isn't done" Then the waves gather, And I enter the next storm, All the while contemplating his words, All the while breathing in these salty ocean waters.