Wednesday, September 29, 2021

At the Shore

The distinct vibration 
     Intersects, merges,
Easily becomes everything 
     While staying itself.

The light within the earth
     Pours out of the crown
And finds itself in form
     Seeking the ocean.

The waves march in,
     A continuous yearn,
To meet the lava stones
     Holding their position ...

At the end of endlessness
     Nothing will yield.