To Be Held Is To Belong

the sea, like love,

asks us to let go.

to trust,

to drift,

to be carried.

it does not grasp,

it opens.

it holds

without claiming

moves

without control.

and in that surrender,

we are not lost,

but found.

here,

in the salt and swell,

we remember:

to be held is to belong.

-Sanah Franssen

Acrylic on surfboard - Maui 7'4'' - shaped by Fibershape