An ocean that sits strong, has always been there,
thought many times to be lost, but has always been there
always attractive, inside and out, windblown hair across the brows,
unmoving and sure, serious and witty, rate isn’t it?
that’s why it gets sexier with age,
because there is nothing to prove; it sits True with IT Self
unmoving, yet invisible to the foolhardy one
who is, has been, and will always be…
So, why even think of not writing this down–racial riots or not
those things are always moving–THIS is not!
Do you have any idea how lucky you are?
~ Kambiz Naficy
