DÚFA Sleeping

Under the surface

Under the skin

Pulse of tides

Meandering North

Meandering down

Deeper I go (Sinking deeper)

Every footprint washed away

All utterance choked

Sleeping

Sleeping under the surface

Under the skin

pulses the tide

on a beach of mind (My mind)

Do not try to hold on

against the salt waves

that are breaking

against your eyes