a stone to the sea
ripples move out
effortlessly
through space
and time in the air
they gather and
organize there
in frequency
it's the urgent matter
frequently current
in the thoughts
that scatter
and it happens
that they come together
silver is a mystery
guiding slowly a
weather in skies
that can't be seen
current is a swirl
felt in a dream
so listen
for the
under
tones
feel the way by
the beat of bones
heal the day
before you move on
and find
you are Self
dancing in song
this time
"there is
nothing wrong"
so choose a board
and come along........
shed a skin and
stop asking
how
to
start
living
"we are the gift..."
so just be
Nature has a balance
called Self Preservation
and while things sway
we always
realign
"a peaceful no winner"
means we all do
"windmills on"
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