Waves

Waves

I can’t walk on the beach

without feeling the waves

are like the in-breath

and the out-breath

of Mother Earth,

Gaia’s siren song

to be aware,

to be present,

to be aware

of not only her presence

but our own.

To be anchored in it,

the constancy of it,

the never-ending aspect of it.

It allows

a deeper part of you

to surface,

the eternal nature of you

to find expression

in that which it is

and yet is not.

The conundrum

of how we are all connected

to all of it

in ways,

we can’t put into words

but we can sense,

we can feel it,

and in the end,

we know it.

Waves the in-breath

and out-breath of Gaia,

the breath

the waves of us

washing in

and receding out

of our being

and in that instant

of recognition

knowing we are one

with all of it.

All My Love Always, Keith