Poems: 108 Words

Welcoming all there is

The turbulence, the churning
The turning upside down
Inside out
Of what ‘I’ thought as ‘you’

Drawing it all
Into the One embrace
That finally dissolves
All ideas of two

That restful place
Where the highest crests
And the lowest troughs
Return

The steady, quiet, potent space
From which once again
A ‘you’ and ‘I’ emerge

These natural tides
They continue
To push and pull

The waves fall
To rise again

But once the continuum
Of formless grace
Is remembered

Nothing feels the same

Form, transience and movement
All but short lived shapes

Beyond the veil
Of all appearances

The unchangeable ocean
Simply Is.