Sea Surrender

Don’t wade in my grate of tears,

splash aside whispers of shadows

as damp marble façade crumbles

in still pond of crimson sorrow.

Clammy chill of forgotten winds

wraps around damp torso

in sheer curtains of mist.

Slippery path leads to edge,

smell of brine permeates soul,

seagulls sadly signaling me home.

Peace seeps sodden emptiness

through breath of sorrowful sea

I slip blissfully into wet offering

surrendering to watery respite.