Seascapes

Seascapes
waves roll in, flow out
Storm winds rise, to fall.
The moon waxes plump and rich,
then wanes thin and sharp
casting golden paths on
seascapes.

She escapes
warm shore, icy sands,
sing with the sea of infinity.
The ocean may hum silently of eternity,
Or lash out in a fury of now.
To this reflection of her soul
she escapes.