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Monday, July 11, 2011


Ahhh... Summer vacation at the beach.

If you wish to experience peace, provide peace for another.
Tenzin Gyatso, The 14th Dalai Lama

Ode to My Beach

I am watching the sun burst
through the nighttime blanket, pink and
sliver scales dancing over the ocean.

I am rising with the tides, days like blinks,
and study the constancy of ocean waves
moistening the rising auspicious heat.

I am digging my toes in the hot sand
and find later in the evening the cool
refined crystals feel like grains of silk.

I am walking in the summer rain,
holding my daughter's hands, and
we each feel and give the same peace.

I am swinging on the aged porch swing,
knowing how I have come home to
breath in the settled air of my life.

I am creating my future with words
and know it is not cloudy anymore
in the four chambers of my heart.

1 comment:

  1. I've read Rilke, and to share my thoughts to you "Ode to My Beach lemme quote him,

    "When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come,
    I go to the sea,
    and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds,
    cleanses me with its noise,
    and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused."

    Yes, this is how I feel too. Since my beloved left me, this is the only memory I cling on: our meeting place. Oh, how I loved that beach..."


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