i would throw stones

I would hurl stones at thee

oh Great sea

harsh pointy rocks

into your vast calm waters

throw them in long curves

to reach your depths

to perturb your stillness

to vanquish this inner fury

i, who am not vast

who can not walk on your waters

who can not calm your rages

who cannot reach your dark depths -

where the giant squid

and octopus and whale

keep their secrets and their pleasures

and not even these stones

would disturb their terror and mystery -

even so:

I would throw stones at thee

i would throw stones

but the ripples

what little impact those ripples would have

quickly washed aside by

waves, currents and fishes.

the pull of the moon

the whisper of wind

mean far more to you than I

oh Great Sea

i would throw stones at thee

but instead i sit

behind desks and computer screens

while your gulls circle, cry and mock me

reminding me

of how far

i am from your salty

stinking, biting, freezing, growling, howling

- cleansing -

Breath