WHEN WATERS SWIRL

WHEN WATERS SWIRL

She stands at water's edge
waves lap at her feet
wet puppy tongues of loyalty
and trust.
The waves,
the waves would never betray her.

Tides rise and fall
foam curls around her ankles
soft sweater of comfort
belonging.
This foam,
this foam will never leave her.

Sunrise, moonrise
light reflects from all around her
water envelopes her in birth
in death.
Warm water,
warm water will never leave her.

But
when waters swirl
all is lost
and all is gained
by the sea.

Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 5-2-11.