Cool blue
waters, ocean
air and mists.
Halcyon days,
and serenity.
There is a gravity
to the becalmed sea,
the surging of all
things beneath,
unseen
above
the waves,
but powerful
and without measure
below.
If I am ablaze,
if I am aflame,
if I am that burning light,
you are the life-giving waters that promise a steady surface,
and surging strength beneath.
If I consume in rage and pain,
you soothe in hope and sweetness.
If I destroy,
you reclaim.
If I consume,
you replenish.
Far from my opposite,
you are my complement,
my other half,
a fulfillment for a lack I did not know
until I knew,
the ache of it eased
only by soaking in your presence.
