the ocean

my heart surges like the wrath of a wave
cascading a veil over unyielding truth.
my body resists like a forlorn cliff
fragmented by fissures and drowned in eternity.
my skin bubbles like the surface of the waters
parrying an indignant rain and wind and sun.
my heart beckons like the eye of a storm
seduced by promises of abiding tranquility.
my soul echos like the rhythm of the seas
patterned by the wisdom of time.

i am consumed by the tempest,
now frail of understanding and limp in reposte.
i ebb like a wave exhausted by travel,
a final tear dissolving in sand.
i return to creation awaiting my renascence,
a sentinel in the silence of the oceans.

photograph: hole in the wall, the transeki, south africa, december 2007