The Sea Dream
lays its strangeness upon me.
Wash my eyes it says
and I will tell you everything.
breathing through the reef.
Where is it looking? What does it see?
Enter the sea with love, its eyes water.
It wraps itself round as I dive
for the ridged brown shell.
In its fury makes mountains,
rolls in its endless plains.
When all the tides have taken me,
I’m only sea-wrack on the shore,
turning between the wave and silence.
Water and land.
Washed by strangeness
I start looking through its eyes.