These waves are all new to me,
So I said hello- like I should do.
I see the surface of the waves and the potential they have to take over me,
But beneath the surface holds the truth.
Am I going in over my head?
Will my feet be swept underneath me?
I want to believe the waves will carry me up on the shoreline.
And while during the tide, the waves will come and go-
I know of their return.
I know the waves will have emotions of stillness, calmness,
excitement, & anger.
But those waves are what I’m most eager to learn about.
I want to know the stories of the ocean,
past and present.
I crave the longing of the romantic gestures of the moonlight against the waters surface.
Of the cotton candy skies before night-
I want this to be a story that keeps on telling.
So Sailor- take warning.
The sunrising is myself taking my first morning breath. A deep inhale and slow exhale, I watch it move from the east to the west. It moves so slowly throughout the day, but in the final moment of the sunset- you can’t even bat an eye. Darkness falls quicker than expected. The stars gleam across the night sky, and it’s where I become the most open. Telling all my hopes, my desires, & every little feeling. Slowly closing my eyes to drift into my dreams. Another sunrise not promised, for my soul may slip into the heavens, without a regret of anything.