I got a little lost in the surf for awhile . . .
Sometimes, it’s hard not to get caught in the undertow!
But the ocean,
She found me washed up on the shoreline.
Inner Peace was always in the depth of Her heart.
I can feel my heartbeat
I can hear yours too.
Because I Am getting better at listening
Tuning in to the whispering ebb and flow of the tides.
I can take refuge in the shorelines.
Fore they are mystical places.
Somewhere between land and sea . . .
Beneath the Golden Age glistening Sun God,
I see my inner New Age and Paradigm.
A silhouette reflecting back at my soul with an empathic gaze . . .
As I watch the sunset,
I can see Him setting on my sinking Patriarch.
He is in the luminous Mirror of the Mind.
A New Man born on the horizon . . .
Breathing fire into a renewed Independence Day.
A rapturous thunder of wonder!
Mixed with awakened vulnerability from Their slumber . . .
A New Human shines on thine novel Eyes.