A SANE WIND BLOWS     (Far East end of Galveston Island, Texas)

     
     
it is a sane wind      
blowing here      
gulf breeze        
sings surf hiss                
through salty air                  
as subtle dance      
of swaying      
dune grasses      
in their stir      
leave semi circles      
sketched in sand      
serene tales      
whispered softly      
in listening closely      
to their secrets      
i choose to take      
this fading path      
deeper into      
simplicity      
     
in this sane wind      
blowing here      
the light        
the air      
and humidity      
permeate all i see      
and feel    
a common thread      
becomes visible      
in everything            
firm  wet sand      
feels like      
warm flesh      
as i walk    
and stand        
upon the ample belly      
of this  my      
timeless mother      
my bare feet      
surrender me      
wholly as if      
reborn again      
more alive      
renewed      
to the natural world      
with every      
swirling rush      
of rapturous    
tidal surge      
my opened heart      
yields its      
broadest smile        
as sunlight fills      
my eyes      
with gold      
     
it is a sane wind      
blowing here      
each step feeling      
deep care      
at water s edge      
tides deposit      
large heaps of      
golden  sargassum seaweed      
that stretch      
along this coast      
as far as      
i can see      
it s beached forest s    
sudden jungle      
a hidden ecosystem      
microcosmic    
laid out like      
a grand feast      
where seabirds      
gather to feed      
where my eyes      
prowl amid      
their translucent    
endless tangles      
both for what      
they can      
and cannot see      
     
it is a sane wind      
blowing here      
as i step into      
the water      
to remind myself      
of that which      
i have always      
known      
that it too      
is alive      
with feeling      
and electricity      
this gulf speaks      
ethereal messages      
welcoming me      
back into      
it s body      
it s motion      
it s soothing      
sweet caress  
it s transcendent  
weightless kiss      
as it s flow    
of tidal breath  
softly whispers  
such subtleties  
and ecstasies  
of it s ethereal  
mysteries to me      
in a healing voice  
inwardly saying  
throughout my being  
welcome home    
old friend  
   
yes  this  
is the secret    
timeless mirror    
of my awakened    
heart and soul    
an open invitation      
to myself    
to freely return    
whenever i want    
whenever i can    
wherever i am    
back to an      
old familiar friend    
who never forgets    
who i am    
who always    
takes me in    
back into it s    
deepest  healing    
pranic intimacies    
back to where      
this sane wind      
blows  forever    
on and on      
again