
What great gifts lie in wait for me
in the arms of a bottomless sea
enrapt, I brush the salt from my lips
tasting of possibility
Body still, on the highest landing
where a soul feels the wings of the wind
Mystical, sinuous waves
Provoke my desire to swim
What profound wonders to know
in her belly of earth and of shell
a seductive destination
Hold me captive above her shores
Surmounting resignation
with gaze upon the prize
acquiesce to the enslavement
Surrender to the Dive
-kyuuri