On the Rocks

ON THE ROCKS Down below, a roaring like thunder As crashing waves punch the shore Making both the cliff and I tremble With no holding back, as if it’s war Just as my life feels like going under I am standing here cold and alone As if at one with the sea in its rage Anger rises from the coldest depths If only I could just turn that page Erasing sins for which I can atone The wind blows, drying my tears As I sense this deep connection I stare down at grey water below But I then see my own reflection Heart and brain as threshing gears But then a thought occurs to me What if the sea and I could be one Could I really join this forever tide But there is a life with a little sun I turn to leave this twisted reverie