Ocean Tides

  The ocean seeks capture.

Living, breathing, pulsing. 
Catch me, if you can.

Wash away time.

Wash away sorrow.

Wash away, with me.

I seek the capture:
to hold time,
standstill.

To dance yet, as ocean tides set. 

  And as the ocean embraces the chasm, so too I.
Let's span the horizons of the world;
Dark to light, and back again.

From fathoms deep,

to open sky,

my soul is safe in oceans wide. 

Capture me, God of the ocean and God of the shore:

I arrive in order to see, and with eyes for seeing.