The ocean breathes in waves.
Expanding swells, like lungs,
they break and burst and blow in spray, in spume, in suds…
Sucking at the sand.
Inhaling grit and shore and shell
With a hungry hiss.
From a wind blown dune top I watch
And learn to breathe again with every wave.
Inspiration with inhalation;
Respiration with release.
The ocean breathes in waves
And never holds its breath.