sea the sun

see the sun, sea and sun walking
together in this season undone
by unexpected reflection, internal
combustion of scattered tears fused
to fired desire, the compulsion to act
on an emotion in motion, to wax with the moon
and to cup her fullness in hands outstretched
in prayer, in gratitude, to adopt the
attitude of letting go, of letting it all go
so i can fill my cup once more
with the dreamy light of the moon's fruit,
hands cupped in prayers of gratitude,
attitude shift and change of perspective,
refusing to hold onto the refuse of self abuse,
i have no more use for this mistaken
identity misshapen by clumsy hands
molding this all-too-wet clay.
no, it is an internal combustion firing
this desire for feeling higher and adopting
the attitude of gratitude for all things
under the sun.

see the sun, sea and sun walking together,
the sea and her son, me, reflected,
perfecting the moonlight, the fruit of
mutual influence, i am the confluence
of day and night, i am growing towards
her tranquility, the sea of endlessness,
ocean of possibility, i am fast becoming
my self again, seen in light of day,
seeing the sun reflected in the sea, i see
myself in the sea's reflection, the salt of her
waters attracts my heart, magnetic,
finding the purpose of the shore,
finding my purpose on the shore,
once more feeling love by the shore,
once more, by the shore.

see the sun, this season, the sea
and her son, the sea, me, the sun,
filling up, filled up, overflowing,
overflowing.