Stranger on a board
Out on ocean, meditating
Small, like a pebble
Free of distractions
Lost-and-then-again-found being
Adrift, afloat, free
Selkie, innocence
Bobbing upon tranquil waves
Whispering to gulls
If they steal your pelt
Define you as what you seem
Trapped, you become it
Shifter of the sea
No more carefree, windtossed life
Only shoreside tears
I seek not your pelt
No captive definitions
Just to share in life
These playful splashings
Do they seem as threats to you?
I can’t tell from here
I have my own cloak
Thus, there is no need of yours
Simple truths are best
Spinning slender thread
To travel better than words
Casting across waves
It floats there, waiting
When waterlogged, it will sink
Will you retrieve it?
Pull me closer still?
Show me wisdom found on waves?
Share it with a smile?