Heart of the Sea

And may the spin-drift

Lap and wrap

Lick and lace

Our ankles to fashion

True shoes.

And wade now, paddle and dive and stroke and dip and swim,

Past the promontory

And bladed outcrop of qualm.

Do not battle the breakers and plunders

Of merciful white crests and foamy zest and rhythmic to and fro.

Let them wash over your backbone while afloat and equable.

Elude snags and the roar of sunless storms set only as a voice

But not yours.

Bites, the howling wind

Of the wolf,

In a sharp clawed, saw-tooth

Upsurge of spite.

Do not feed that war within,

 and neither the pitchy black of a bottomless floor,

The darkness did not feed you, love,

Or anything to treasure in truth.

Find middle

The pulse

Fire and life

Find this love

My Love,

If you wish

Find the heart

The heart of the sea

Slow

Slow

Like the heart of the

Sea

xx