Aqua-gold,
the sea's porous skin
wrinkles over
limestone bones;
do you take this
immeasurable water
to be your life?
immeasurable because
I cannot see
its whole-ness.
Now, I am a cloud,
beautiful, bodiless
looking down
over the ocean,
over my life;
I can see
how small forever
must be
when I rise
above it.
