A wave of darkness
rode through the light,
it churned black sand
and curls of white;
it struck my core
and took me in,
it whaled me down
to depths within.

I sat submerged
salt-stung and lashed,
I panicked and flailed
beneath the thrash.
Up felt down
and down felt right:
riptide prevailed,
cold Fahrenheit.

Now soft gaze,
at peace, air thin.
Alas! A ray
of light herein.
I swam, I gasped,
“afloat was near!”
So deep seem shallows
when drowned by fear.

Breath caught hold
with land in sight;
my toes touched sand
post surf’s great plight.
Upon dry Earth
my head steered bay
toward vast belong
and form followed way.

A wave of darkness
rode through the light,
it churned black sand
and curls of white;
beyond fierce ripple:
serenity.
It struck, I went down,
then rose above sea.

– Talun Zeitoun