children of the waters flow home to deep blue sea

where we dance with dolphins throughout infinite eternity

and we undulate with seahorses in the waves of light frequency

creating ever widening arcs of iridescent harmony…

~

a magical day in the metaphorical sea, in the timelessness of eternity stretching across the cosmos infinitely… contemplating, contemplating, real-eye-sing… circulating, circulating, ambulating… children of the waters flowing home to deep blue sea… return, return to be beloved’s breath and weave her threads into seamless blessing tapestry…

~

walking in beauty on the path today

breathing it in, i’m carried away

by whispering winds demanding their say

to behold the wonder of each moment this day

~

we all come from earth mother and to her we shall return

like a drop of rain flowing to the ocean

when we are sad and forlorn, we come to her to be reborn

like a drop of rain flowing to the ocean

grounding in deep earth, sacred space of rebirth

drops of rain flowing home to  ocean

~

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver