Wave upon waves sweep me
to sandshore of deep love
moments of subliminal weakness
tore my expendable consciousness
as the sound of sea rises and fall
so my aligning hope stand tall
reshaping my soul to dance in the sea
the beat resonant into mysterious glee
like star fish the sound basement
makes me to avouch for purity
so my days be unearth with no argument
of creation of my kind in mortal fertility.
(c) (r) Martin Ijir 2017