all those years ago,
I'm sure I felt your silence,
I'm sure I understood,
your timelessness.
I was overwhelmed by the peace,
that imbued the hauntingly,
undefinable, symmetry,
of your raw essence.
My heart flew open,
to the reality of your non-existence,
the beyondness of you.
Later,
cocooned in the oceans expanse,
of your briny cobalt blue.
I hear only the crackle,
of sandy seabed below,
and the passing waves overhead.
Beyond that,
the distant cries of seabirds,
float,
above the eerie,
unerodable stillness...of you...
and I know you're here to.
As a small child,
I fell often, into a noiseless,
peaceful space,
absorbed in my own doing and being.
In my teens,
I remember walking along this deserted,
windswept coastline,
on a wet and cloudy,
dark gray day.
I felt so alone.
Not a sad alone,
but a searching for meaning alone.
Surrounded by your majesty,
the jagged and torn brutality,
of your creation.
I knew you were close.
The wind drowned out,
all but your silence,
stinging my lungs,
with salty, sea-drenched spray.
My sandy footprints,
erasable proof of my short odyssey,
meandered eccentrically behind me.
It's absorbed in your vastness,
your wildness,
I'm most aware of your closeness.
My thoughts get lost,
in the indescribable depths,
of your nothingness,
your everythingness .
Now,
gazing up into the black felt darkness,
of the new moons night,
sprinkled with starry pinpricks of bright, silvery-light,
I'm spellbound.
Hypnotized,
by this immeasurable pincushion,
of star-filled,
moonless night,
I sense the smallness of my plight.
Encircled by your overwhelming,
awe-inspiring, boundlessness,
I am lost in the pure indulgence,
of your might.
You have delivered me back,
to my true nature,
by the realization of your grand nature.
You have delivered me back,
to my true nature,
by the realization of your selfless nature.
Now,
immersed in your great ocean of truth, my searching has ended.
Curled up tightly,
in your sheltering womb,
I'm sleeping ever so soundly,
dreaming of a song sung so sweetly....
