Allowing them see what they most need,
Rolling seas, tasting salt at the tip of their tongue;
Desiring sunrise as sunset,
calming their nerves.
Looking into the eye of the sun,
With such power energy;
amongst the rippling waves,
Seeing the rays across the expanse,
Especially, when time goes against the grain;
night haunting day,
intensifying her light.
Thirsty to reach the end,
dipping into the water;
mindful that birds are flying away,
letting sun rest.