Cardiovascular

The wind bending
leaves of sand
& out at the point
the waves
continually in motion
energy from the sun
as influenced by the moon
but held in the mind so
I can see it with my eyes shut
as though clipped from a magazine
& pasted to a dogeared page
of consciousness

I know the texture of its surge
like the tidal wave
in my veins

& the bells

I had almost forgotten the bells

the signature of ruin perhaps

the sea rises & sets
w/the sun             the tide
a relentless Odyssean measure
drawn out by the moonlight
like a blade