From here—

I wish I could capture this moment with my eyes:

 

A rose-golden mist of salt

shimmering in the glow of the setting sun

falling like stardust into the grey-green seams

of water, pulled tightly over by the crest of a broken wave

 

She could devour me in an instant with 

white-water jaws;

swallow me whole and 

spit me into her dark abyss

 

But here—

I find rest in the rise and fall;

in the gentle sways of her 

cradle between waves

 

This moment was made for me—

It pulls me from my dream, and I am sure that I am 

Alive