stream of consciousness

Rushing

My thoughts heart words fears

Always rushing

As high tide saturating stones piled up along the shore

Erasing toes too slow to make their escape

Drawing you down deep

Ebbing and flowing depending

On the moon of my breath

That gives me stillness

And cools off the heat of my day

That makes real to me the mirage of humanity

Born of the sun’s gift and curse

life source and struggle

Inside

Me,

I am never twice high tide

I show no sameness in my sea

Mysterious in my flow

Exotic treasures deep below

You, try and catch me