Seaside Psalm

The ocean feels like infinity

as if I could ever know

what that resembles

it’s the overpowering

sound of it sitting there

at the edge especially at night

so vast deep and unknowable

pulling us into its cold colossal

watery magnetic field

we tiny beings of 37 trillion cells

give or take 15 to 50 trillion

and a hundred billion neurons

remarkable even at our most stupid

frolicking at the hem of her salty skirt daring to dip

a toe or two into the power cresting on the sand

some crazy bastards venture further

diving deep without a tank seeking something

an extreme experience maybe enlightenment

while others willingly undergo

submersion to a depth

of life-threatening pressure for what

to see something to find out something

the most treasured most coveted

exclusive expensive land on earth

is that which touches it why because

it is our ancient primal mother

we climbed crawled clawed our way

out of her boundless body to find something

gills transforming oh so gradually

into lungs cell by cell