Sometimes I wonder why I am such a paradox of a being;
why I am temperamental and constantly seeking change.
My name has two meanings. In Hebrew,
I am a sea of bitterness; I constantly ebb and flow,
casting others aside, picking them up in my salt
water in which nothing can grow.
In Latin, I am
of the sea.
I am light; I pulse out to other floating creatures
inhabiting the same turquoise waves
as I // I tendril out rays of beams of streams of
I was born for naladovy.
I was born into
waves and tides and seasons and moon-pulls.
I will constantly be
between the two parts of me that are
of who I am.
will heal me.