- Vol. 03
- Chapter 09
Turning PointWhat is the sea’s invitation?
Come see blue, it says, Come and I’ll show you grey.
These changing skies are the wind’s gift,
each passing hour a flickering slideshow.
Seabirds glitter, tilt and soar
bawl their ruckus uproar
until eyes, ears, heart, soul of me answer:
Step me back, they say, Slip this blindfold.