“Sleep” whispers ocean,
“See” sings the wind,
And I’m tossing and turning,
By tide once again
Early Morning Tide
5 am
And I await the light,
To see the tides,
that I both hear and feel,
And faintly recognize
Outside
10.26.18
The moon full
And I felt it full,
From the inside;
I was prepared
And knew to watch
Like astronomers,
Astrologers,
And our ancestors,
In infancy
I am learning to read
The signs,
and connecting
body, spirit, mind,
to the nature
that has been beckoning me
from every angle
from within,
and
Outside.
My Journey
This is my journey,
I’m not quite sure
Where it is taking me;
Does anybody ever, really?
But it is mine,
And I am open,
And willing,
And learning,
And giving,
And teaching,
And loving,
And…
Living.
Quote
“Failure is impossible.” — Susan B. Anthony
Questions
Get back to the core,
Back to the root,
Before you filled
your head with
Answers
Ask again
What?
Why?
What is it all?
What is it all for?
Reclaim your ignorance,
Your innocence,
Or you remain lost.