OCEAN

Mysteriously beautiful
Are we
Why
Don’t you understand
That our hearts are blue
Because of their depth
And violent
Capable of breaking
Themselves
Breaking waves
Stirring up mud
Echoing thunder
Devastating storms
And floods
For ever
Changing
The next morning
Mysteriously fresh
Are we again
Awe
We are not
To be understood.
Are we to understand?

Anina August 1998