Ocean Soul

Where am I in this slipping tide
when will I believe the words
they come and go and ebb and flow
upon the far shore of my soul

The quiet place of wet and salt
I walk alone by the setting sun
with sand like stars upon my toes
and my beating heart undone

So many nights I pace this shore
as moonlight spreads across the sea
listening for something far
beyond the things that shadow me

My heart is clasped within this cage
of woven flesh and ribs and vein
still it feels the ocean storm
that rides the billowed silver waves

I’m waiting here beyond the cliffs
in the places lost to man
tracing words upon the shore
dreams spelled out upon the sand

With me is this lamp of old
lit before my wet lungs flung
their voice into the sea-born wind
when I first sang the ocean song

I hold my lamp against the storm
against the clouds and driving rain
waiting for the ship to come
I will wait and wait again

Here upon the furthest lees
here beside the wind-swept tide
ocean soul and ocean eyes
I wait and hold the sea inside

– The Stethoscopist

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