The waves

I watch the words fall on my lap, scattered and inconsistent

Like a spilled glass of cherry wine

I feel my heart beating so fast

And my flesh so hot, it ignites

Yet I seek no redemption

Laying on the damp sand I contemplate

The sea and the waves, touching gently my toes then withdrawing again

Like a sleeper whose breath comes and goes unconsciously

And I can feel the weight of my thoughts

Pressing to my ribs

And all I want is to breathe this oceanic exhale into my inhale

And to embrace myself whole, body and soul

Without knowing how or when

I want the waves to emerge into the curves of my ribcage

To anchor me deep

And what sweetness I would feel

To be reborn, to be a child still

With insatiable desire to live

To love everything just a little too much

The trees, the seas, the orchards, and the heavens

As the waves came to caress my lips, my face and my waist

With a heavenly softness I’ve never felt before

My body came to know fire

That warmed me perpetually

And I opened my eyes

The sun had not risen yet

With naked body and bare feet

I walked into the water

And took in the sweetness

The deepness

The darkness

Of the waves…