They climbed a boulder on the beach,
animalistic and childlike.
As she mounted to the other side
her sandals were like paper.
He beckoned from below
"Jump. I'll catch you."
A trustworthy gesture,
oblivious to her truth.
She knew if she jumped
her slip could be severe.
Leaning back from the impulse
to oblige at all costs,
she planned her next step.
she gracefully paved her way.
How I love him
And he loves me.
May you love and be loved.
May you be love.
You are love.
The ocean breathes us,
The wind breathes us,
Weather breathes us;
We are molecules to them.
Seagulls glide inland, sweeping shadows over towers.
Pieces of home seem to follow wherever you go--
Reminders of interconnectedness.
The farther I drift, the more tangible love becomes.
Undocking from this murky harbor
Rekindles the bittersweet serenity of solitude.
Silky poison softly bathes me in intoxication.
The more I swallow, the deeper I slip into this moment.
It opens up and stretches out,
As I hop from one fiber of experience to the next.
I watch existence unfold in swirling clouds as they drift by.
Ants push soil through cracks in the colony
To form new paths that support our flow.
God lives in every window of this city.
My consciousness fills each pore of this square
Etched out of nothingness.
Who is it that steps behind my waterfall of thoughts?
The essence of cognizance that observes my monkey mind.
It drills through the seams of these walls,
Stretches over the vast landscape beyond paned glass.
It peers up through the floorboards as I stretch my limbs,
And lands on the ceiling while I sleep.
It hopped into a milk truck in the shade of night
To drunkenly lay by a fountain.
Ants part around her like the sea.
Their nurturing destruction shows her what it is to be.
They gush like water through open channels
As their movement carves the walls.