soon, summer breezes will sweep a craggy coastline–
 
 
listen; the air speaks in tongues
of shaken spirits
in forgotten seas
where unsteady tides push and pull at souls’ remains;
 
 
spirits roam,
fragmented like restless shipwrecks
scattered amidst the seabed’s darkness
 
 
disquiet shakes the abyss below charted earth
from peaceful slumber stirring in the ocean’s might
 
 
on the surface,
towering waves triturate weathered shores
a sunrise glistens atop each swell’s crest
 
summer breezes are coming–
to tell thrilling tales 
of all the lives they led
of all the myths they mastered
of all the deaths they defied