I crest over a hill and see
the supple ocean waves blanket the sand,
lapping at the grounds edge
Right at the point the mighty sea
connects to the stoic coast

Harmony millennia long
I am at the breast of the sea
that gave the first life
and holds more than any other

Being by the tides,
I feel the great power of the ocean in me

Gazing out over the infinite waves,
I am merely tiny,
and while the calm waters last,
I will be safe in her arms

The rhythm of the waves,
a heart beat from the great mother
When the tides reach out to touch me,
I am only a vulnerable infant awaiting her grasp

though there is lightening on the horizon,
wrath of the storm only churns
the sea to birth new life

as I move toward her, the skies darken and the waves begin
to crash, excitement wells up inside me

the cyclic power of her great might
brings me to awe
The waves fight against the shore,
and the energy of life mixes with the
gateway to the beyond

white cotton fills the ocean
and she reaches up to me, inviting me to join her

I push fervently against the sand and crawl forward
As a towering wave comes towards me,
I make one final attempt for freedom

The wave crashes down on me
as I am rolled over and over again
Swimming to right myself, I am pulled out to my new home

With one final glimpse of shore
I plunge down in the waters
and use my flippers
to ride the currents deep into her awaiting arms