and i resemble in kind
the ego-will i accepted.
you bathed me in pace-mare,
the moist swell between my names-
sea of bitterness and gratitude,
i must choose.
so i relinquish my steps
to the roiling sea of unknowing,
grasping to overturn the pebbles,
as i stumble forward
with a yearning to bestow
you navigate the trans-oceanic,
hand on my hip to steady the rock.
i sail through the race,
a light pulse destiny,
unfolding my charts,
an appellation of the appreciative.
© M.G. Iannucci 2017
Photo: Daeni Beach Woman