As winter tides

Swing my heart

Open wide

 

Waves tumble in

Carrying whispers from

Distant lands

Languages of different hands

 

Time worn places

Thought-Crafted faces

Tears of hope

Acknowledging loss

of absolute truth

 

Her Waves... tumble in

I embrace voluptuous Ocean Yin

Swishing, grasping, caressing

Salty un-onwnable ocean skin

 

Yes.

I taste her essence.

This fragrant passing note

Of oceanic wisdom

Tumbling fumbling and rumbling

Thru my fleshy body of hope

 

Waves crashing into heartspace

Singing messages

Familiar foreign voices

Of

Distant lands

Crafted

by different hands