The sea keeps begging me to commit
by Faith Wood
She grazes me gently with her waves
as if to coax me,
nice and easily
into the vast, lucid blue.
But I'm not sure if it's right
It seems to arduous
to part with the sand,
the solid ground, grass, leaves and trees
Can I make it?
Diving in, the instability consumes me
I am submeressed
and all I can hear
is the water ringing in my ears