The cold wind blows
waves crash
their might
against rocks
I am one with this place.
The sea roars
darkness falls
as storm clouds
shield
the sun.
I am one with this place.
A seagull caws
over my head
My clothes slap
against skin
Churning ocean
bubbles and
froths
I soak in
the numen of
the ocean,
the greater female
Its ebbs and flows controlled
by the cyclic moon
An even older archetype
for woman
Sea or
Woman
will always be
Undefeated.
I am one with this place.