To You Who Do Not Know The Motions Of My Sea.

I have grown strong limbs for swimming.

And my coral cries are no longer those of weeping.

I have become a being of the sea.

_{(and of the shore.)}

Strange how calm my waters have become.

_{(How steady the used-to-be-foreign land have become.)}

Wherever I shall find myself in the end, I no longer fear.

For I have found myself.

Unto myself, I am complete.

And I shall create more adjuncts of myself.

Wonderful possibilities.

I shall fulfill you all...