from branch to branch
sturdy or unstable
we are moving
as two waves will
live recklessly live independently
then oneday crash into
forming something so particular
forming forms of unity
there is something so strong about the tide
I remember the sand and how much sad it was lacking
on that particular day
I remember the ocean and the way it started to
the layers of how he moved.
I mourned something for 13 years
and it was not this,not at all,not even a little bit.