Shifting seas

Here within a shifting sea I float

Not always knowing what is the ‘reality’

There is you and there is me

There is also the space between

Sometimes expanding

Sometimes dissolving

There is the ocean of my heart

Sometimes choppy

Sometimes calm

There is, too

The distant lure of memories

That float in

On a warm spring afternoon breeze

After I wake in a sunlit rooom

Not knowing what time of day it is

Looking at the soft gray cardigan you wore

Remembering how in later years

You too sought your rest

From a lifetime of pain

These memories appear

And then they wash away again

If I just let them float

Away on the tide

Letting go with the breath

While seeking a way to find my moorings

As my body uncoils its self

Seeking the solid foundation

That ever so slowly emerges

From beneath