Floatsam

I've been lost at sea

kissed by the current
as it pulled me under
embraced by the waves
tumbled and rolled by undertow
gasping for breath one last time
sinking face up
watching the watery sun fade from view
warm in your embrace
for a while at least

the ocean doesn't care for the sand on the beach
as it constantly reaches out
grasping, pulling, pushing
grinding the greatest of rocks to grit
stealing one grain at a time
to be lost to the deep
or deposited on some distant shore

or i am floatsam on your waves
broken from something larger
left to drift the shifting continental plates
lost somewhere between the edge of the sea and the glowing sky