I’ve heard, and now I
listen . The
sea has more than one voice —
I find her...
whisper
and her...
roar
equally soothing and, ironically,
grounding.
(Hum, exhale, inhale, then hold breath.)
... And still more, once fully
submerged,
a m n i o t i c
, the unique, low yet lilting murmur
of feeding
the very lives she creates. The very life.
Earth’s indeceptively slow
and quietingly loud
heartbeat.
The tides its
pulse.
No, we are not borne of fine, arid sediment:
Water to ashes,
Water to dust!