My sea

The blues of the sky
The sapphire in the sea
Reach out to hold hands-
The horizon of my journey.

An expanse so vast
It swallows me in its stretch
Each step’s a reminder of the mire of sorrow
Every thrash a voice of challenge of battle- a pledge!

Roars those deafen and drown out weak pleas
Ebbs and tides ride as and with spirit- to fight; to flee?
Pristine and pure- white forms in azure
Laced in foam with pearls in its bosom
They take my voice away from me
The mute hands that tie
My sea with the sky.