Bear me in your substance,
Fill me with your ocean,
Let your steady undulation
hold me, be my motion
Let our song ring long and far
throughout your depths,
Carving arcs on which we ride
in active rest
Safe within the tide
that pulls the pliant seas,
Keep this, our place of peace,
Be our deep ease.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 24, 2014
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