Last night
I found you in a dream
sitting,
waiting,
melancholy and hopeless
by the rocky shoreline.
I asked what was happening.
You answered,
“I’m waiting for the waves
to come get me.”
I stood staring at the wave-less
vastness
knowing that the ocean
doesn’t grab.
You have to be one with it.
“Darling, life doesn’t work that way.
You have to become
the water, waves, sand,
the sun, the moon, and the breath
that holds it together.”
I reached my hand down to you.
You grabbed it. You held me.
Together we melted
into the water….
and we
became
one
with
All.
