Sky, Fire, Breeze, Sea

Cleared the Sky above leaving nothing between us and the Fire ~ we listened now to the song the Breeze was playing.

We cranked the volume up.

Now and then, it was clear, strong, true, present, consuming, all.

Then, we heard the lyrics the Sea had been working on for 3,800,000,000 years.

“Crash crash crash pause crash pause”

We took that to mean ~

“Oh bows, pulled tight across the heart that pounds, I’m anticipating encountering that smiling face; please don’t give

Your embrace
makes the pounding
impossible
and
not something I want to see stop”


We washed away as the volume decreased, limbs limp and warmed and tangled and joy.