Akin

I hear the tantalizing sound Of sibilant sea waves shaping sandy shorelines, beckoning my Soul’s return whence it came With every endless subsidence. Like a giant magnet it draws Me toward its salty expanse As if in a soporific Sleep; a somnambulating stroll Into undulated wetness Arouses me from my stupor As it washes over my feet. I look down at its shallow depth and smile at my progenitor.