The fluid sea washes

On the shores of myself,

Half mix

Of night’s starlight

Swirling among phosphorus blooms,

A myriad microorganisms

Mirroring heavenly cosmos.

–

I feel salt sea

The brine waters of myself

Pulsing in time

With all the universe,

For I am half mix

Of cosmos

Swirling skyward,

And the earthen matter

Transfixed and tied by gravity.

–

I am

But the fluid sea

Speaking in waves,

My pen sketching moonlight slithers

Silvering the cusp

Of words,

Half mix

Of universe

And the brine-like being

Bathing me.