Adrenaline pumped and water rushed

hushed my rapid thoughts,

Gales blew and gulls flew,

I was running into you.

But below you raged, rejection of all,

Spitting cold whispers,

As you bubbled and hissed.

Death impending, a bitter ending,

I knew you would take me,

Spoil me, love me.

Still you swirled, a watery grave

for me, you stormily raged,

You wanted me I’m sure.

But God’s right hand was there before,

I fell into you.