Whatever the weather

Sometimes
I love the sea for its vast and magnificent indifference
to my very existence
as if I were a mere
speck of sand
upon a beach that stretches for a million years

me and my hard-won problems and well-rehearsed stories
so sublimely insignificant as to vanish
into an amused and timeless smile

And sometimes
I love the sea for its utter
and exquisite
intimacy

playing and dancing and flirting with me
as if I were
its only lover
its waves enfolding me so thoroughly
its salty tongue probing simultaneous pleasures and places
no human lover ever could
oh my

But always
always
I love the sea’s company

whatever the weather
and whatever our respective moods