The water, cold…
Leaving me reeling and exposed.
And no matter how firmly I cling to crevices
Rock climb and sand sink
Wish upon a far off star…
I understand that some things are simply stronger than me.
Besides, I always hated tug of war.
So, I surrender.
Sweet suction release…
Tumble me gently out to sea.
Glide me under moon glow
Closed eyes trap tears…
The ocean is salty enough.
Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel