It once was a simple love story
As if we could say such things are ever simple
The sky and the sea
Endlessly stretching towards each other
In a just-missed embrace
But simple always evolves
As love does the same:
A living being driven to survive
Until the moon and the tides
Declared themselves in a crashing symphony
An ever-growing force
Punctuated by moments of calm
And Earth became an onlooker
To the power of that love
Which shaped the world and defined the maps
A story that transformed the landscape
Into two beings, aware only of each other – Caroline A. Slee