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Lost

And then

 

            at my source

I was lost to your ocean.

 

Flowing... your endless bounty stole my direction

            your depths embraced

            your corals welcomed my load

I drowned in your currents.

 

My hands caressed

your waves

My body plumbed

your deepest sounds

Your pools

received

 

Your tides were constant

            I swam in their surge

            was lost in their ebb.

 

And then

 

            your waters receding

I dried on your shore.

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