oceans // a visual poem

the world’s best kept secret,
and the world’s most known thing.

thousands have fallen in love to the crashing waves as they rise and fall to match the pace of their breath.

and when that breath steadies, and bleeds into a sigh

the ocean will be there, keeping a watchful eye.

it has watched lovers dance to moonlight, it has watched hearts break

and when two breaths become one, it’ll watch as it mimics behaviour

and will remain faithful all the same.

here long before, here once we’re gone

silently watching,
patiently waiting,
under the watchful eye of the moon.