Just out of sight
Like if I could only turn my head quicker
I would catch a glimpse of the wild sea creatures
Throwing themselves at the rocks
Desperately flinging their bodies
As if the road & my car are their end goal
To surround us with their surging cold wetness
Maybe
They will embrace us
Gently enfolding us
But then
Pull us back with them
To join their dance
The eternal cycle
Of bobbing & blending
In the river
The ocean
But oh
OH when that wind comes
The wind that stirs and swirls
Pounds and pushes
The dance begins once more
And the rocks are holding back
But barely
& they are coming
The chill racing down my spine
Tells me just as sure as my eyes could
