The Spring's Sea

by

Natalie Marino

You’ve already been here
in this water that is spring water

before you could breathe,
in that time you cannot remember,
when you wanted to breathe.

It’s not too late to open your eyes
and swallow the sun,

to wash off the shame
that is now slippery seaweed.

You can birth yourself
in this sea that is your sea,
clear as glass.

You can see your own hands
and hold your own heart
in the pink newborn light of dawn.

Natalie Marino is a writer, mother, and physician. Her work appears or is forthcoming in Barren Magazine, Capsule Stories, Emerge Literary Journal, Green Ink Poetry, Leon Literary Review, Literary Mama, Moria Online, Re-side, and elsewhere. She lives in Thousand Oaks, California.