The bubbling sound
of the sea
lingers in the
below-freezing air
as it hits the rocks
covered in a light
dusting of morning snow.
It reminds me of soda.
Winter. The changing of
weather patterns
makes my body repel
from outside activity
but I seek out the sea
regardless for its beauty
and mystery compels me to it,
gratitude bubbles to
the surface of my being,
like soda, the sea foam of
believing in what is
is what will be.
Kelly Severseike 