Through the upper and lower worlds, body and soul,
Through your softness and hardness, your wetness and roil,
May I rock in your mystery, speaking and whole,
Like the rockweeds You rock in your undersea coil!

You are fire in the rock and the water and wind,
in the earth and the sun and the ocean and air.\

Like the rockweeds You rock in your undersea coil,
Half way between water and earth, I divide.
May I rock in your mystery, speaking and whole —
On your softness and hardness and wildness I ride!

In the center of sunlight, I am coming true!
In the pulling of ripples, I’m there!
I will answer your heart with me, my heart with You,
In this balance of waiting and air.

I am fire in the rock and the water and wind,
and the earth and the sun and the ocean and air.

On the point of the spray and the push of the tide,
I have rocked in your mystery, speaking and whole!
On your softness and hardness and wildness I ride
Like the rockweeds You rock, in your undersea coil!

First published in Ecopoetry