So chaos again subsides to peace;
so again can sullen eyes
As all great waves
these times will turn,
smooth to softly swelling froth.
Surrender to its presence,
gaze into the stormy eye,
drown in thoughts and choke
on salt within your lungs,
let it toss you in the foam and mist,
shroud you in a restless stillness,
smothering your breath
as tension heightens
with the wave.
Feel the ocean’s spray
upon your cheeks. See
the licking waves crest ever higher,
ebb to meet the wind and rain.
Fall into the water,
surround yourself in lava blue,
succumb to it and listen
as the ocean flares it’s stifled tongue,
splenetic, sharp, and surly,
and embrace the vengeance of the sea.