I tossed a poem to the sea
That took with it my questions
And my voice.
Like a slow ship
It got lost in the spray.

I asked it not to return
Without having seen the open sea
And in dreams
Telling me of its visions

Even if it didn’t return
I would know it arrived
Travel a whole life on the blue calm
Or foundering in storms
Little matters so long as the journey continues

I waited so long for the message
That I forgot to return to the sea
And thus I lost the poem
I cried to the heavens
With all my rancor
I finally found it
Written in the sand like a prayer
Go free, it said

The sea beat in my veins
And set my heart free