The Motionless

A conscious sea,

Dawned kelp-crowned wreathes 

Deepening thoughts,

Along endless reeds

A guiding tide

Cleansed the dock

Under sand

A fallen star

A watchful glow 

Of its ebbing nest

Solar rays

Drowned the skin 

A wrenching heart,

Bore Triton bone

A million miles 

From safer shores

A compass points,

Clutching chest 

One last breath

The Motionless