Gulls

The sea

Arriving

Endless waves 

Unceasing pulse

Drawing you closer

Wet on dry 

Sun appearing 

Gulls crying in hunger


Feathery cloud

Pushing into the wind

Abiding nothing

Ungiven by sea


Your bare foot

Touches the place

Where one becomes

The other


Sand becomes water

Water becomes sky

Moistened soul

Engulfing

Dan Jenkins