Perhaps where
Mourning waits
Before sleep wakes to grief

Or when the sun at midday
Ablaze above the sea
Recurs in luminous reverberations
Inside the undulous water's
Blue and swelling skin

Meaning waits in waiting
Waiting waits in expectation
Seas become

A flood
An arch of water
Fertilize the mud

It is not truth we seek
A balm rather for the heart
Poisoned by regret

Revelation arises amid subversive beauty
Becomes a thing when words explode
Releasing an intensity of light