Cave & Man
The sea rises and falls with rhymthmic swells, likewise the waters of this cave, though not so greatly.

Gentle, slow ebbs move in to drown the heat then out to refresh the air and cool the skin.

The spirit floats upward toward the ceiling then sinks again to the floor with endless repetition.

One ventures back, into the dark, as far as can be reached, only to return to the entrance, and sit in the light of day.

The splash of watery drips falling from rocks to pool is the only sound of life within.