I Was Birthed By The Ocean

In whose eye am I ?

To be born is to grow in the arms of the ocean.
My womb is the relic of an oceanic past before our
ancestors began dying on dry land.
Every month I bleed at the will of the mother,
I move as my ocean moves.
I feel excessively.

In whose I?

For the Mother

Spring 2020, Aix en Provence, France