I stared down into the ocean water
Trying to catch glimpses of who we were.
I thought I saw reflections.
Nearly perfect truths of our humanity.
But they were sea foam and seaweeds.
Curled in the shape of pilgrim hands.
So I took a second look.
And I thought I saw the depth of the ocean
And the depth of our souls.
But it was simply the black that comes when human eyes fail.
So I just stared at the horizon.
I watched as the Portuguese-men-of-war clustered round.
Stared as they traveled towards me from off that line where water and sky meet.
But one of those little black dots wasn’t a jellyfish.
It was the ship you sailed to me in.
And I saw you.
And I don’t know I could’ve mistaken you for anything else.
Honesty brought by the tide
Truth brought by time.