faith

The sea

Is judging us.

Its calm beauty

Unwavered.

Its flow

Uninterrupted 

Our pasts

Unimportant 

Our sadness 

Unnoticed

The sea 

Is judging 

Our petty issues

Our lovers quarrels 

And our broken hearts

The sea has been broken

Polluted

It carries the dead 

In its arms

It has been redirected

Lead to barrenness 

It carries the reminders

Of every breath that

Dipped in unthankfully

Unknowing

That the sea 

Is judging us. 

It has grief beyond

A hundred lifetimes 

Of our pain and anguish

The sea judges us

Because it says

Flow

Free

Undying in your faith

Fill me up

Fill me up with a little wonder. 

The real kind. 

Not the story and magic

The curiosity and tragic

Fill me up with a little hunger

Not the glory and ambition

The novelty and experience

Fill me up with a little hope

Not the false and blind

The eternal and kind

Fill me up with a little love

Not the star-crossed and lying

The pragmatic and undying.