Oh, the waves…

12×12, acrylic on canvas
I never thought of 
The ocean as tapestry
A blanket of moving surf
Until you mentioned
My blue-green fibers
Pattern and strong weave

But I’d always known waves
Were the key, a curve
To ride upon. That somehow
I’d be a sailor. And you,
All of you, would be
My seafaring companions

© Amanda Reilly Sayer, 2021