A SANE WIND BLOWS      

         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
         for their secrets
i choose to take
         this fading path
deeper into
         simplicity


in this sane wind
         blowing here
where the light  
         the air
and humidity
         permeate all i see
a common thread
         becomes visible
in everything      
         firm wet sand
feels like
         warm flesh
as i stand  
         on the ample belly
of this  my
         timeless mother
my bare feet
         surrender me
whole  as if
         reborn again
more alive
         renewed
to the world
         with every
swirling rush
         of pranic
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 waters edge
tides deposit
         large heaps of
golden  sargassum seaweed
         that stretch
along the coast
         as far as
i can see
         beached forest
sudden jungle
         hidden ecosystem
microcosm
         laid out like
a grand feast
         where seabirds
gather to feed
         where my eyes
prowl amid
         their endless
translucent tangles
         both for what
they can
         and cannot see


it is a sane wind
         blowing here
i step into
         the water
to remind myself
         of that which
i have always
         known
that it too
         is alive
with feeling
         and electricity
the gulf speaks
         ethereal messages
welcoming me
         back into
its body
         its motion
its soothing
         caress and
weightless kiss
          as its intimacy
of breath  softly
         whispers to me
in a healing voice
         welcome home
this is my secret
         my open invitation
to myself
         back to an
old familiar friend
         back to where
this sane wind
         blows again