...waves...
gathers some from the shore and beneath my feet taking it back rolling then rumbling back to the shore shattering pearls on sand breaking that fine blue pipe scaring the crows away with that roaring sound which diminishes to tangy salty spray awakening me through a heavenly pull, call my soul to eternity of the deep blue cavity when again it gathers from beneath my feet taking bits and scraps of me to the castle of sea horses leaving me feeling possessed by a phantom of a mermaid