REMNANTS and WATERCOLORED SOULS

                              Father, the tide drank 

                              Your footsteps from the sand.

                               And now you dwell

                               in the lips of the sea.

                               Your essence of blue water,

                                Marine body, color of light,

                                Tinges the fibers of my spirit.

                                 And I am,

                                 What you are, strands

                                 Of thread from your loom.

                                 I am woven within you

                                 As you are sewn within me.

                                 I am within your footprints,

                                 Liquified,

                                 In the soul of the sea.