Night is Still

As I sit in darkness at the edge of the ocean
It’s tongue licking my feet,
enticing me seducing me
Grabbing me, pulling me
eating me.

I talk to the silence, the silence of my heartbeat, the silence of the shattering piercing screams of waves hitting the rocks
The silence of the luminescent light of white glow pruning itself in the ocean mirror.
The silence of my breath, shallow deep deep shallow
in its rhythmic rise and fall, synchronistic with the rise and fall of the ocean.

I watch as my limbs, my torso enter the blackish silver water
Covered in the nights black shroud, the ocean offered me its love, an eternal place in its nurturing womb,
The ocean offered me a dream, a gift
To be, to fade into the expanse of its nothingness.