sloshing and soaring

running

while the Tide

is out

and the gulls

are singing

and the Waves

are ringing

around 

the rocky points

from one cove

to the next

releasing all

that is perplexed

within me

with each stretch

and stride

breath and sigh

until the shore ends

at a bluff

a solid barrier

to further motion

in my current direction

a sound buffer

to unknown terrain

and mental commotion

a safe harbor

to take a pause

and let the Ocean

fill my senses

and Spirit

once again

to turn around

and redirect my movement

back to the location

from whence i came

but with renewed energy

and purpose

now connected

beneath the surface

with my senses

and Spirit

until i find myself

back at a point

around which i've traveled

only to find

my journey unraveled

as the Tide

rolls in

and the Waves

hem me in

to the cove

the only recourse

being to plunge

my feet and feelings

into the Surf

and feel the weight

of waterlogged shoes

the friction

of squishing toes

and bunions

against sloshing socks

saturated by the Sacred

Source of vitality

(of which we

are mostly made)

like the grunions

baptized repeatedly

by the Tide

before remaining exposed

on the shore

to conceive

new life again

i take a pause

demoralized defeatedly

my soggy shoes

and Self

a reminder

of the greater Power

and purpose

of the Surf

and the relative Reality

of our worth

and the primal Divinity

of the Earth

and how the cycles

of Tides and Seasons

roll on beyond reasons

and how bluffs

sometimes emerge

as the currents surge

not as a way

to restrict us

but as a means

to receive

new life again

from the great

Ocean of Love

to redirect and revive

and release us

(even through

unexpected baptisms)

into a new experience

of our Connectedness

as Creations

with Creation

as One Relation

sloshing our way

along the shoreline

soaring our Way

Beyond Time.

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