I was given the wide ocean in a bottle today.
A gift of true generosity. Heavenly,
To cradle the wonder of the Sea within my palm’s breadth.
To be known. So well.
I put my lips to it. Warm from the Autumn
Sun that bathed it on my morning window sill
Where I placed it lovingly. Within minutes I unstoppered it.
Put my tongue to its curved neck. Tasted
Velvety water, with a heady tang.
Breathed in its presence: A piquant elixir freed.
Held aloft, watched whirling grains.
Oh, to be those grains would
Be freedom itself.
Now, a few scant hours later, the essence is
Crystallised by the sun. Even now evaporating.
As if it were too desired or precious for this life.
Or perhaps just hastening back to the deep, blue
© Tom Tide 2016