Living In a Liquid Word
LIVING IN A LIQUID WORLD
A toe in the water,
lapping cold,
The ocean, the seaside of danger.
A crystal blue
surface serene
The cool breathe of God,
splashing your face,
a seaside breeze.
Below the calm, fathoms of unknown,
predatory dark hiding,
the hunters and the hunted,
and we dive into India ink darkness.
We tread in the element we cannot master.
Up to the waist,
Connected to the sand as it squishes through your toes,
until it drops off.
Davy Jones Locker,
Deep and invisible
And we are foreign.
We can master the technology,
But we can’t master the sea,
we don’t belong…
Except to put a toe into the water.
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