I Am
September 18, 2022
I am the waves in the ocean, crashing against the mountains
I wonder if counting grains of sand is as pointless as humans let on
I hear the voices of those who were abandoned in the shipwrecks
I see the ruins of a love-filled ship beneath the ice.
I want to return to the sea when my bones are gone
I am the waves of the ocean, breaking on the sand and snow
I pretend that the ocean isn’t a cruel place where love goes to drown.
I feel the plastic that fills the ocean that i used to know
I touch the sand before being dragged away again
I worry that people cannot hear the cries of the sea
I cry before being enveloped by her embrace
I understand that she can be gentle as the moon, but deadly as the sun
I say that she needs us to stop draining her life with plastic
I dream of a place where she isn’t hurt by humanity
I am the waves of the ocean.