Mikaela Castledine #293 The sea doesn't know stillness

The sea doesn't know stillness

has never met its like

in its heart it wrestles always

with some endless yearning 

and in that longing

scrubs raw the rocks

and angry slurries down the softer parts

so things seaish have a shine

grit polished

and abraided by the restless rub

as they wait their turn for spit and pitching

onto some reachless shore before

the longed for stillness comes

and they are unspun