Sketches…. The sea

I am obsessed with the Ocean.
I want to watch it,
breathe it,
be it.

 
We move through the blackened swells;
A line moving through time.
Our mark cuts through and then disappears into the timelessness of it all.
Our mark evident for only a moment,
then it is swallowed into eternity.

 
I sit and watch the horizon.
I wonder what is beyond.
The longing to disappear into the eternal horizon is so painful,
and the ache so deep,
sometimes
I drown in it…