See me as the sea I am,
not the wave you’ve encountered.
I am not a hurdle for you to get over,
or another obstacle you can conquer.
I’m not a distraction from previous waters,
nor am I a passage to another body.
I am all the waves, all the currents,
an entire fucking sea in your hands.
Do you not see there is fluidity here?
I am not captured nor contained,
but instead an unobtainable force.
You can try to bottle me up,
but I will always slip through your hands.
See me as the alluring sea I am,
and not the wave you wish I was.