My sea exists
In a time only I know of
Its sharp waves do not penetrate my surface
Though, occasionally
I erupt, in frenzies
I am surrounded by a feast of emptiness
What was imagined
What was beautiful
Stored at the bottom
With the ancient sand
Holding me here
Eyes
Unable to see the ripples which have begun to evolve
Eyes
Wander, but do not notice my cracks
I break, unseen
Alone
My sea exists
Surround by life
I do not want to be afraid of
I want to extend myself
To reach your island
To leap off mine
In a moment of grace
