I was born of the sea,
as we all are—
the salt of labor’s water
at our birth
christening us into this world.
I have been wet most of my life
filled with tears and sweat,
sweet river of the soul’s struggle.
Even now as I dwell in this desert place,
simulated ocean sounds lull me at night.
I can feel the vibration of an aquifer’s call
below this sandy earth,
and the rumblings of the arroyo beside me.
There is no drying for me.
I will always be washed
by this cosmic fluid
calling me home,
the undulation of tides through my veins.
I am an unknown selkie of the milky way,
my seal skin forever
just beyond my reach.
copyright by Katie Pifer http://www.witchpetals.wordpress.com