Haida Gwaii

I am the ocean
I am the tide
I am the beauty of desolation
 I am the sand
I am the pebbles
I am the wind holding up the waves 
I am the sunset
I am the cold
I am the loneliness of the unwanted debris
I am the creator
I am the destroyer
I am the hunger of the heart
I am the Spanish moss
I am the driftwood
I am the bleached bones of what once was
I  am the grey
I am the blue
I am the breath that's taken away
I am the rhythm
I am the cycle 
I am the pounding of the surf