Elemental: judge me unwise, I hope for the breaking of tides deeper and unblessed from the salt-crust lips, stinging at the kiss of the waves. Faithless: call me believer for in the swell I find currents, emotions, untested by light filtered, the palest green ghosts haunting the narrow shore. Swimmer: sense the sand-bar falling from reach to reach, grains tumbling, fingers failing to clutch the precious seconds of wave crests' passing bliss.