Clouds drift, east against
the backdrop of the crescent moon.
black ink through water.
The western sky, weighty
with storm caps.
Lightning flickers from
behind; fireflies and light-switches.
False moments of daybreak; a pastel
snapshot of tomorrow.
Then stillness; calm before
the rapture’s flush
Earth drowned; water
© The Eyes of Seraphim
The sea thunders inside my head
Seagulls screech behind my eyes
I stare into the foggy waves and wonder
Water crashes against earth
Salt spray entangles my hair
I listen to the roar of the ocean and wander
The brine licks my white fingertips
And catches me fast in a bitter embrace
I feel the weight of the sea above me and I wait
Falling beneath and in between
The gentle sands cradle my head
I see the sun shimmering above and I watch
Ice and fire captivate my lungs
My vision blurs out the sun
I descend into the fens of the sea and I wallow
And I remain…
© The Eyes of Seraphim 2016