I’ve Never Been out to Sea

I’ve never been out to sea

though I’ve touched iridescent waves,

flown over blue surf

and played in safe, familiar bays

with dog-eyed seals and

wondering whales.

But gazing, just as the sun

juts beyond night’s edge,

I see this curving ball, endless

band of water held close

to jealous core by clear bands

of gravity, hurtling

through the void,

My human eye, wrapped in

spheres of bone and blood,

follows earth’s trajectory just

ahead of the season, basks in

the summer sun as it

heats blue waters, casts high

bright towers of

cumulonimbus;

for I am a child of the sea,

and I can see out far

and in deep.