Every time the sun rises I see a ripple in the ocean.
It comes up in the distance, right out of the water.

Imagine how the whales think or what the sea horse sees,
when a flaming ball of something fire burns down beneath.
A giant glowing orb, bigger than the sky.
Contained by the ocean; even within an eye.

The curious would wonder how the ocean stands the stress,
when the mighty yellow goddess floats upon her chest.
Sinking ever upwards blowing mighty, blazing breaths.
Disturbing all the creatures of the sea from their peaceful rest.

The calming tides rock the goddess dusk til dawn,
and all the time between we think her done and gone.
Each morning she awakes to float, proving us all wrong.
Her rays are like the chords to a heart warming song.

And when the tide turned to bleeding hearts,
she stood upon the shore with unbroken pride.
The goddess must rest too and so departs,
to sink into an blanket, of which she doesn't fit inside.

11/07/2009

Author's Note: This is one of my personal favorites. I feel that the imagery is strong and the overall poem is somewhat playful.

Posted on 11/29/2010
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