Waves
Sitting on the beach in tune with Gaia,
the waves pulse becomes known,
some soft and subtle.
The sound of them slowly rising
like a frothing static
only to recede
and be followed by another.
There is a surrealness
to their rhythm and pace
ever changing
yet seeming so familiar in nature.
Some crash with a power
that is unexpected
yet expected.
Others lull you into a trance
with their beauty and grace.
Mesmerized by the endless nature of them,
experiencing the pulse of the planet,
getting lost in their ever present nature
drifting in and out with them
in an everlasting dance
with your senses.
Waves
the primordial pulse
of your being.
All My Love Always, Keith
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