always it returns.
gravity is the heaviest of all.
raindrop bombs crashing to the earth.
skies twisting and collapsing and twisting.
moving as a mass.
unconcerned and indiscriminate.
we are observers.
no intervention would matter now.
get to muddy land.
tie the boats to the dock.
leave some slack in the ropes.
or we could all go under.
tremble and shake.
waves crash the boulders and rocky cliffs.
water sprays the beaches.
the bothered sea.
irritated and rough.
as the souls are awakened and prayers are lifted.
then the calm.
as the oceans settle into a rhythm.
locked in deliberate repetition.
every noise isolated and heard.
nothing blends in.
the currents keep us moving.