Woman of the Inner Sea

Inspired by the title of the book, "Woman of the Inner Sea" by Thomas Keneally



Woman in the low castle

Sulfury sands, damp and dank

Shallow pools of dark water pace in themselves, untempered by time or demand

She waits in the waters

In the seaweed breeze

The beach is empty and the sky overcast

White caps crest and the rain starts to drop

She's waiting, not waiting

She is here

Wisely waiting for you to return to your soul

And give her your hand in trust

To show you the depths of the salty seas