Doula Sea

 

 

 

Be still, my wandering soul

Here, alone with the pitch and roll

Leaving the sand of the beaches

Sailing upon my mentor and all that she teaches

Be still, my aching soul

 

Be quiet, my wondering mind

Place me upon the ocean with my kind

The ones that fly high above the sea

The ones below suspended in their liquid destiny

Be quiet, my confused mind

 

Be at peace, my active life

Birth me anew, doula sea, midwife

Take me up and bring me back down

You, me, without uttering a single sound

Be silent, my crazed life

 

Still, quiet, peace

My gifts, as the chaos does cease

Upon my return to the safe arms of the reach

I am revived in the witness of the whale's breach

Be healed, my self