Ocean wraps its arms around us,
waves embracing shore,
in comprehensive constancy
of ever changing motion

And it erases,
like waves erasing footprints,
the constructs and the posits of my mind  –
no rocks concern it –
it flows around them
or bursts and sprays, but never is deterred

No long-entrenched beliefs can stop it –
it wears them down
even as it covers them completely,
and as for me,
I will sleep well,
cradled and rocked
in the forever faithful
rhythm of the tide.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 15, 2021