The Sea

The Sea was boisterous that day

It welcomed me not

It fiercely blew me from it

I felt dissatisfaction

I sought to complete my desire

But my option was a pathetic relief

I was waiting

Yet I paid no notice of the spirits or Mother Earth

I was not listening that day

I did not welcome you when you came

Blown on the wind

 You are the sea

I was shown the future

 “Mother Earth, I am a babe, for only now am I starting to understand”

I was being screamed at that day

But I was as the deaf

The Earth forewarned

But I was stone